Jazzy chaos.

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So you cross the streets and follow your course through the highest buildings of the city that burns and burns, but all you see is just this pack of boys and girls stuck in the corners of alleys, and they feel so good, so well indeed, like giants from the hot movies where everything happens and everything’s just fair and fine even when all is awkward, dark and sad. But do not despair, do not crack or shrink. Keep walking, Johnnie, keep walking because you don’t like movies anymore and you know it, so be clever and be sure you will not put these things down on a cheap paper. And you’ll be all right, you’ll be all right and everything will be calm and far away at last.

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