The waitress brought me another drink. She wanted to light my hurricane lamp again. I wouldn't let her.Can you see anything in the dark, with your sunglasses on? she asked me.The big show is inside my head, I said.
Kurt Vonnegut
The waitress brought me another drink. She wanted to light my hurricane lamp again. I wouldn't let her.Can you see anything in the dark, with your sunglasses on? she asked me.The big show is inside my head, I said.