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Unless the Lord keep the city the watchman waketh in vain.
[Lat., Nisi Dominus frustra.]
Unless the Lord keep the city the watchman waketh in vain.
[Lat., Nisi Dominus frustra.]
I love Los Angeles. I love Hollywood. They're beautiful. Everybody's plastic, but I love plastic. I want to be plastic.
I love Los Angeles. I love Hollywood. They're beautiful. Everybody's plastic, but I love plastic. I want to be plastic.
Seven cities warr'd for Homer being dead,
Who living had no roofe to shroud his head.
Seven cities warr'd for Homer being dead,
Who living had no roofe to shroud his head.
If, in New York, you arrive late for an appointment, say, "I took a taxi
If, in New York, you arrive late for an appointment, say, "I took a taxi
Every man cannot go to Corinthum.
[Lat., Non cuivis homini contingit adire Corinthum.]
Every man cannot go to Corinthum.
[Lat., Non cuivis homini contingit adire Corinthum.]
No history much? Perhaps. Only this ominous
Dark beauty flowering under veils,
Trapped in the spectrum of read more
No history much? Perhaps. Only this ominous
Dark beauty flowering under veils,
Trapped in the spectrum of a dying style:
A village like an instinct left to rust,
Composed around the echo of a pistol-shot.
In the busy haunts of men.
In the busy haunts of men.
The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.
The city is not a concrete jungle, it is a human zoo.
The point of cities is multiplicity of choice.
The point of cities is multiplicity of choice.
