I think about a world to come where the books were found by the golden ones, written in pain, written in awe by a puzzled man who questioned, "What are we here for?" All the strangers came today and it looks as though they're here to stay.
-David Bowie "Oh! You Pretty Things"
Monday, January 17, 2011
Arnold 365, Day 17 (Hercules in New York)
Youtube wouldn't let me embed this one on my blog either, but it can be viewed here.
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