"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are
mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same
time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn
like fabulous yellow roman candles"
[aus: On the Road, Jack Kerouac]
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