Visions of Tomorrow
posted by Goodsoul at 4:55 PM
Goodsoul Blues - The sound of one harmonica in a marching band
"The world Milt. People, life, death. All the old questions. They haunt me.... Words are like a thousand tiny pebbles bouncing around the inside of an empty tin can." (Best as I can recall, some lines that Harry spoke, in Murray Schisgal's play LUV.)
Friday, June 30, 2006
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