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"Oh my god, my god, my god, staring blankly at the pool of blood and disguise."
How tragic and magnificent, every word and every sentence hides a vast story, the bitterness surging on the tip of the tongue just swells bit by bit, and then he is singing, "Crazy love destroys everything. , Cut the rope and fell into the abyss. Oh, my god, my god, at this moment, obsessions are growing."
Before being caught off guard, a soreness and pain hit the chest fiercely. This is a love that has no way out. It runs wild and wanton and destroys everything. When everything is over, that kind of obsession His madness and impulse are like a dagger stabbed in the heart, blood erupting.
The melody didn't sink down, but the strumming became more cheerful, and then the singing voice became chic and wanton, and the endless emotions were vented like ten thousand horses.
"I once said, stay patient; I once said, the dawn is coming; I once said, balance with your heart; I once said, stay kind." The vicissitudes of singing revealed a trace of unspeakable pain. With anger and sadness.
Standing in front of the cliff, arms wide open, embracing the gust of wind and showers, "At first morning, I will be with you, but with a completely different face, I will bear all the punishment, and you will reap all the Reward."
Then, it stopped abruptly.
His dedication and persistence became so stupid at the moment when love disappeared. The melody and singing paused at the same time, leaving a lingering aftertaste surging in the air, but the thick bitterness caused the heart to tremble slightly, no sound came out, no air was felt, and I could only froze in a daze. Sitting in place, the sky is dim and the earth is dark.
The guitar strings sounded again, and the faint misty singing hummed, "Forget it, this skinny-love, what happened? We just squandered like this for the thin and faint hope. Oh my God. , Oh my god, the burden is getting heavier and heavier and gradually falling apart."
His mouth full of bitterness spread like this.
I blinked my eyes, but found that my eyes were so dry that there were no tears. The sorrow and pain were so turbulent. After reaching the extreme, I couldn't cry, I could only stay blankly, just like that, it seemed that the pain nerves were numb. After that, the brain became blank, staring blankly at the slow passing of time.
"I once said, stay patient, I once said, the dawn is coming, I once said, balance with your heart, I once said, stay kind. So your love has become flowing water, then what was I once? Now I lose nothing, even the last place in your heart."
Word by word, he was too heavy to breathe. In this gambling game, he blocked everything and lost everything, everything was nothing, even disappeared completely, even the traces that once existed disappeared without a trace. Without a trace, then, what is the "memories of the past"? What's even sadder is, what is the "presence of persistence"?
In the light, his eyelids were still slightly drooping, the sorrow and pain between his eyebrows had disappeared, leaving nothing but peace. Sing quietly, dance quietly, live quietly, like walking corpses, the soul withers and dissipates like this, "love of death", like a rose blooming, blooming proudly, withering suddenly, and passing away in a flash.
"Who would love you so much? Who would be struggling? Who would be willing to fall?"
It's ridiculous, sad, sigh, and pitiful; what's more terrifying than sadness is that even the strength of sadness is gone, all the strength has been exhausted, and only a body is left, and that's it... Alive.
The melody is still rushing, cheerful and light. He softly echoed the melody and hummed, "Hmm", the bright tune made people want to dance lightly, ecstasy and wanton dancing, again, again Once again, forget all the troubles, forget all the pain, and forget all the heavy, just dancing.
Suddenly, an idea slipped through my mind: If this period of strong and passionate love, the other half is a dream?
In an instant, the soul was struck by lightning, and all the fragments of the lyrics came to my heart:
He once said, stay patient, the dawn is coming, even if the pool is full of blood and disguise everywhere, they need to continue to persevere; even if they are increasingly burdened and fall apart, they need to continue to run after the faint hope. The moment he gave up, he lost everything. Then, what was he who used to be?
Then, "Who would love you so much? Who would still struggle? Who would fall for themselves?"
The cream-yellow light was still soft and bright, falling on him, but different stories and memories appeared in everyone’s eyes. The same was bitter and full of sorrows, dragged by the heavy emotions. The ankle sank little by little, and he couldn't cry or shout.
Just sit quietly in place.
"He's not Lanly." Paul could hear a low voice in his ears. He was slightly stunned. He turned his head and realized that it was Annie who was talking. He made an "um" voice, expressing an inquiry. , Annie repeated it again, "He is not Renly."
That's not Lan Li.
Scarred, physically and mentally exhausted, stumbling, falling into deep despair, lost and at a loss, then, with all thoughts lost, I began to ask myself whether we should give up, whether we should persist, whether we should choose again, then A kind of fragility cannot be hidden at all, even if the spine is straightened, even if the pride is still there, but the fragmentation in the depths of the soul is still lingering.
A fragment of last year’s Grammy Awards emerged in Annie’s mind. Standing on the stage, she sang the blue ceremony of "The Beast". He was sad, he was bitter, he was fragile, but he was It is strong, that obsession never disappears, and even bloomed with a brighter light. That was her blue gift.
"Why?" Paul asked softly.
Annie shook her head, pressed her lips tightly, and repeated for the third time, "He is not Renly."
She couldn't tell a reason, but she firmly knew that the figure on the stage looked very, very like Lan Li, and at certain moments, it seemed that it could blur the boundaries, but after all, it was not Lan Li. She knows, she just knows.
But even Ethan and Joel could not be so sure.
Joel's eyes lit up slightly. In the performance just now, he thought of Levine, and he also thought of Levine's partner Mickey.
They were all part of the wave of the times, but Mickey was still unable to resist the huge pressure after all, and finally chose to give up. In the way of ending his life, he ended everything tragically and decisively, but left Levine. An irreparable wound. Everyone thought that it was because Levine's career was in trouble, but at this moment, they knew that was not the case.
Who would love you so much? Who is still struggling? Who will fall for himself?
This is Levine's questioning of Mickey, a questioning of his dreams, and a questioning of himself at the same time.
As a result, Levine raised his head high, proudly and graciously refused to compromise. Deep down, he was terrified, fearing his own compromise and retreat, betraying Mickey’s sacrifice and his own. adhere to.
Levine would rather give up the copyright, and refuse to allow himself and Jim to follow the same path; Levine would rather become a sailor again, and refuse to look for a chorus partner again like a quartet; Levine would rather be rejected again, and refuse to be like Troy. Become a little white face to please the public.
Because once you give up persistence, you give up yourself.
This is stupid, and this is crazy.
But Levine insisted on it all the time. What's more ridiculous is that even if he doesn't know whether his persistence is correct or meaningful, he stays in place, constantly spinning and spinning again, at a loss and at a loss, but still clenching his teeth, no Willing to let go of one last breath.
At the end of the story, he once again sang "Hang me, oh, hang me" and "Waving goodbye", but the meaning and mentality were completely different. Until this moment, he really bid farewell to Mickey.
"Oh my god, my god, my god." Joel couldn't help but whispered and repeated, his heart raging and he couldn't help himself.
Joel couldn't imagine that Lan Li did it, and Lan Li did it! In the performance of a short scene, the whole character of Levine was outlined, and the soul was endowed, and even a spiritual main line connected to the whole story was given. This short song time, but said Ended countless vicissitudes.
"Oh my God!"
Joel only wanted to scream with excitement, as if the last piece of the puzzle was missing, and finally found it~www.novelhall.com~ The incomplete feeling finally became complete. He tried to communicate with Ethan. , But the turbulent thoughts in his mind were so crazy that he couldn't express it. He could only look at the figure on the stage intently, and then blurt out the words like this--
"Levine, is this your own composition?" Levine, not Lanly, "I haven't heard you sing this song before. I mean, is this Mickey's creation? , Is this your latest work? If you can, I hope you can perform again in the gaslight bar in the future."
"No, it's not." Levienne twitched his mouth, showing a self-deprecating smile, "I can't create such a tangled, cumbersome, or uncomfortable song, it's not my style." This made the bar guests. They all made a low chuckle, "This is a song from Bon-Iver. He personally composed the melody and lyrics. I just adapted it slightly according to my own style."
Bon-Iver, the folk singer who competed with Renly for the newcomer of the year on the Grammys last year, is a real singer in real life. At the same time, he wrote and performed the song just now.
In an instant, the 1960s and contemporary reality became confused in this way; but the amazing thing is that Levine is still Levine, Joel is still Joel, the kerosene lamp bar is still a kerosene lamp bar, and the crew is still the crew. After the dimensional wall between reality and illusion was completely broken, there was no sense of disobedience, but the wonderful atmosphere continued.
For everyone present, this is a rare and special experience!
Note: Skinny-Love——Bon-Iver
Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Three heads mobile version read the URL:
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"Oh my god, my god, my god, staring blankly at the pool of blood and disguise."
How tragic and magnificent, every word and every sentence hides a vast story, the bitterness surging on the tip of the tongue just swells bit by bit, and then he is singing, "Crazy love destroys everything. , Cut the rope and fell into the abyss. Oh, my god, my god, at this moment, obsessions are growing."
Before being caught off guard, a soreness and pain hit the chest fiercely. This is a love that has no way out. It runs wild and wanton and destroys everything. When everything is over, that kind of obsession His madness and impulse are like a dagger stabbed in the heart, blood erupting.
The melody didn't sink down, but the strumming became more cheerful, and then the singing voice became chic and wanton, and the endless emotions were vented like ten thousand horses.
"I once said, stay patient; I once said, the dawn is coming; I once said, balance with your heart; I once said, stay kind." The vicissitudes of singing revealed a trace of unspeakable pain. With anger and sadness.
Standing in front of the cliff, arms wide open, embracing the gust of wind and showers, "At first morning, I will be with you, but with a completely different face, I will bear all the punishment, and you will reap all the Reward."
Then, it stopped abruptly.
His dedication and persistence became so stupid at the moment when love disappeared. The melody and singing paused at the same time, leaving a lingering aftertaste surging in the air, but the thick bitterness caused the heart to tremble slightly, no sound came out, no air was felt, and I could only froze in a daze. Sitting in place, the sky is dim and the earth is dark.
The guitar strings sounded again, and the faint misty singing hummed, "Forget it, this skinny-love, what happened? We just squandered like this for the thin and faint hope. Oh my God. , Oh my god, the burden is getting heavier and heavier and gradually falling apart."
His mouth full of bitterness spread like this.
I blinked my eyes, but found that my eyes were so dry that there were no tears. The sorrow and pain were so turbulent. After reaching the extreme, I couldn't cry, I could only stay blankly, just like that, it seemed that the pain nerves were numb. After that, the brain became blank, staring blankly at the slow passing of time.
"I once said, stay patient, I once said, the dawn is coming, I once said, balance with your heart, I once said, stay kind. So your love has become flowing water, then what was I once? Now I lose nothing, even the last place in your heart."
Word by word, he was too heavy to breathe. In this gambling game, he blocked everything and lost everything, everything was nothing, even disappeared completely, even the traces that once existed disappeared without a trace. Without a trace, then, what is the "memories of the past"? What's even sadder is, what is the "presence of persistence"?
In the light, his eyelids were still slightly drooping, the sorrow and pain between his eyebrows had disappeared, leaving nothing but peace. Sing quietly, dance quietly, live quietly, like walking corpses, the soul withers and dissipates like this, "love of death", like a rose blooming, blooming proudly, withering suddenly, and passing away in a flash.
"Who would love you so much? Who would be struggling? Who would be willing to fall?"
It's ridiculous, sad, sigh, and pitiful; what's more terrifying than sadness is that even the strength of sadness is gone, all the strength has been exhausted, and only a body is left, and that's it... Alive.
The melody is still rushing, cheerful and light. He softly echoed the melody and hummed, "Hmm", the bright tune made people want to dance lightly, ecstasy and wanton dancing, again, again Once again, forget all the troubles, forget all the pain, and forget all the heavy, just dancing.
Suddenly, an idea slipped through my mind: If this period of strong and passionate love, the other half is a dream?
In an instant, the soul was struck by lightning, and all the fragments of the lyrics came to my heart:
He once said, stay patient, the dawn is coming, even if the pool is full of blood and disguise everywhere, they need to continue to persevere; even if they are increasingly burdened and fall apart, they need to continue to run after the faint hope. The moment he gave up, he lost everything. Then, what was he who used to be?
Then, "Who would love you so much? Who would still struggle? Who would fall for themselves?"
The cream-yellow light was still soft and bright, falling on him, but different stories and memories appeared in everyone’s eyes. The same was bitter and full of sorrows, dragged by the heavy emotions. The ankle sank little by little, and he couldn't cry or shout.
Just sit quietly in place.
"He's not Lanly." Paul could hear a low voice in his ears. He was slightly stunned. He turned his head and realized that it was Annie who was talking. He made an "um" voice, expressing an inquiry. , Annie repeated it again, "He is not Renly."
That's not Lan Li.
Scarred, physically and mentally exhausted, stumbling, falling into deep despair, lost and at a loss, then, with all thoughts lost, I began to ask myself whether we should give up, whether we should persist, whether we should choose again, then A kind of fragility cannot be hidden at all, even if the spine is straightened, even if the pride is still there, but the fragmentation in the depths of the soul is still lingering.
A fragment of last year’s Grammy Awards emerged in Annie’s mind. Standing on the stage, she sang the blue ceremony of "The Beast". He was sad, he was bitter, he was fragile, but he was It is strong, that obsession never disappears, and even bloomed with a brighter light. That was her blue gift.
"Why?" Paul asked softly.
Annie shook her head, pressed her lips tightly, and repeated for the third time, "He is not Renly."
She couldn't tell a reason, but she firmly knew that the figure on the stage looked very, very like Lan Li, and at certain moments, it seemed that it could blur the boundaries, but after all, it was not Lan Li. She knows, she just knows.
But even Ethan and Joel could not be so sure.
Joel's eyes lit up slightly. In the performance just now, he thought of Levine, and he also thought of Levine's partner Mickey.
They were all part of the wave of the times, but Mickey was still unable to resist the huge pressure after all, and finally chose to give up. In the way of ending his life, he ended everything tragically and decisively, but left Levine. An irreparable wound. Everyone thought that it was because Levine's career was in trouble, but at this moment, they knew that was not the case.
Who would love you so much? Who is still struggling? Who will fall for himself?
This is Levine's questioning of Mickey, a questioning of his dreams, and a questioning of himself at the same time.
As a result, Levine raised his head high, proudly and graciously refused to compromise. Deep down, he was terrified, fearing his own compromise and retreat, betraying Mickey’s sacrifice and his own. adhere to.
Levine would rather give up the copyright, and refuse to allow himself and Jim to follow the same path; Levine would rather become a sailor again, and refuse to look for a chorus partner again like a quartet; Levine would rather be rejected again, and refuse to be like Troy. Become a little white face to please the public.
Because once you give up persistence, you give up yourself.
This is stupid, and this is crazy.
But Levine insisted on it all the time. What's more ridiculous is that even if he doesn't know whether his persistence is correct or meaningful, he stays in place, constantly spinning and spinning again, at a loss and at a loss, but still clenching his teeth, no Willing to let go of one last breath.
At the end of the story, he once again sang "Hang me, oh, hang me" and "Waving goodbye", but the meaning and mentality were completely different. Until this moment, he really bid farewell to Mickey.
"Oh my god, my god, my god." Joel couldn't help but whispered and repeated, his heart raging and he couldn't help himself.
Joel couldn't imagine that Lan Li did it, and Lan Li did it! In the performance of a short scene, the whole character of Levine was outlined, and the soul was endowed, and even a spiritual main line connected to the whole story was given. This short song time, but said Ended countless vicissitudes.
"Oh my God!"
Joel only wanted to scream with excitement, as if the last piece of the puzzle was missing, and finally found it~www.novelhall.com~ The incomplete feeling finally became complete. He tried to communicate with Ethan. , But the turbulent thoughts in his mind were so crazy that he couldn't express it. He could only look at the figure on the stage intently, and then blurt out the words like this--
"Levine, is this your own composition?" Levine, not Lanly, "I haven't heard you sing this song before. I mean, is this Mickey's creation? , Is this your latest work? If you can, I hope you can perform again in the gaslight bar in the future."
"No, it's not." Levienne twitched his mouth, showing a self-deprecating smile, "I can't create such a tangled, cumbersome, or uncomfortable song, it's not my style." This made the bar guests. They all made a low chuckle, "This is a song from Bon-Iver. He personally composed the melody and lyrics. I just adapted it slightly according to my own style."
Bon-Iver, the folk singer who competed with Renly for the newcomer of the year on the Grammys last year, is a real singer in real life. At the same time, he wrote and performed the song just now.
In an instant, the 1960s and contemporary reality became confused in this way; but the amazing thing is that Levine is still Levine, Joel is still Joel, the kerosene lamp bar is still a kerosene lamp bar, and the crew is still the crew. After the dimensional wall between reality and illusion was completely broken, there was no sense of disobedience, but the wonderful atmosphere continued.
For everyone present, this is a rare and special experience!
Note: Skinny-Love——Bon-Iver
Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Three heads mobile version read the URL:
"Oh my god, my god, my god, staring blankly at the pool of blood and disguise."How tragic and magnificent, every word and every sentence hides a vast story, the bitterness surging on the tip of the tongue just swells bit by bit, and then he is singing, "Crazy love destroys everything. , Cut the rope and fell into the abyss. Oh, my god, my god, at this moment, obsessions are growing."Before being caught off guard, a soreness and pain hit the chest fiercely. This is a love that has no way out. It runs wild and wanton and destroys everything. When everything is over, that kind of obsession His madness and impulse are like a dagger stabbed in the heart, blood erupting.The melody didn't sink down, but the strumming became more cheerful, and then the singing voice became chic and wanton, and the endless emotions were vented like ten thousand horses."I once said, stay patient; I once said, the dawn is coming; I once said, balance with your heart; I once said, stay kind." The vicissitudes of singing revealed a trace of unspeakable pain. With anger and sadness.Standing in front of the cliff, arms wide open, embracing the gust of wind and showers, "At first morning, I will be with you, but with a completely different face, I will bear all the punishment, and you will reap all the Reward."Then, it stopped abruptly.His dedication and persistence became so stupid at the moment when love disappeared. The melody and singing paused at the same time, leaving a lingering aftertaste surging in the air, but the thick bitterness caused the heart to tremble slightly, no sound came out, no air was felt, and I could only froze in a daze. Sitting in place, the sky is dim and the earth is dark.The guitar strings sounded again, and the faint misty singing hummed, "Forget it, this skinny-love, what happened? We just squandered like this for the thin and faint hope. Oh my God. , Oh my god, the burden is getting heavier and heavier and gradually falling apart."His mouth full of bitterness spread like this.I blinked my eyes, but found that my eyes were so dry that there were no tears. The sorrow and pain were so turbulent. After reaching the extreme, I couldn't cry, I could only stay blankly, just like that, it seemed that the pain nerves were numb. After that, the brain became blank, staring blankly at the slow passing of time."I once said, stay patient, I once said, the dawn is coming, I once said, balance with your heart, I once said, stay kind. So your love has become flowing water, then what was I once? Now I lose nothing, even the last place in your heart."Word by word, he was too heavy to breathe. In this gambling game, he blocked everything and lost everything, everything was nothing, even disappeared completely, even the traces that once existed disappeared without a trace. Without a trace, then, what is the "memories of the past"? What's even sadder is, what is the "presence of persistence"?In the light, his eyelids were still slightly drooping, the sorrow and pain between his eyebrows had disappeared, leaving nothing but peace. Sing quietly, dance quietly, live quietly, like walking corpses, the soul withers and dissipates like this, "love of death", like a rose blooming, blooming proudly, withering suddenly, and passing away in a flash."Who would love you so much? Who would be struggling? Who would be willing to fall?"It's ridiculous, sad, sigh, and pitiful; what's more terrifying than sadness is that even the strength of sadness is gone, all the strength has been exhausted, and only a body is left, and that's it... Alive.The melody is still rushing, cheerful and light. He softly echoed the melody and hummed, "Hmm", the bright tune made people want to dance lightly, ecstasy and wanton dancing, again, again Once again, forget all the troubles, forget all the pain, and forget all the heavy, just dancing.Suddenly, an idea slipped through my mind: If this period of strong and passionate love, the other half is a dream?In an instant, the soul was struck by lightning, and all the fragments of the lyrics came to my heart:He once said, stay patient, the dawn is coming, even if the pool is full of blood and disguise everywhere, they need to continue to persevere; even if they are increasingly burdened and fall apart, they need to continue to run after the faint hope. The moment he gave up, he lost everything. Then, what was he who used to be?Then, "Who would love you so much? Who would still struggle? Who would fall for themselves?"The cream-yellow light was still soft and bright, falling on him, but different stories and memories appeared in everyone's eyes. The same was bitter and full of sorrows, dragged by the heavy emotions. The ankle sank little by little, and he couldn't cry or shout.Just sit quietly in place."He's not Lanly." Paul could hear a low voice in his ears. He was slightly stunned. He turned his head and realized that it was Annie who was talking. He made an "um" voice, expressing an inquiry. , Annie repeated it again, "He is not Renly."That's not Lan Li.Scarred, physically and mentally exhausted, stumbling, falling into deep despair, lost and at a loss, then, with all thoughts lost, I began to ask myself whether we should give up, whether we should persist, whether we should choose again, then A kind of fragility cannot be hidden at all, even if the spine is straightened, even if the pride is still there, but the fragmentation in the depths of the soul is still lingering.A fragment of last year's Grammy Awards emerged in Annie's mind. Standing on the stage, she sang the blue ceremony of "The Beast". He was sad, he was bitter, he was fragile, but he was It is strong, that obsession never disappears, and even bloomed with a brighter light. That was her blue gift."Why?" Paul asked softly.Annie shook her head, pressed her lips tightly, and repeated for the third time, "He is not Renly."She couldn't tell a reason, but she firmly knew that the figure on the stage looked very, very like Lan Li, and at certain moments, it seemed that it could blur the boundaries, but after all, it was not Lan Li. She knows, she just knows.But even Ethan and Joel could not be so sure.Joel's eyes lit up slightly. In the performance just now, he thought of Levine, and he also thought of Levine's partner Mickey.They were all part of the wave of the times, but Mickey was still unable to resist the huge pressure after all, and finally chose to give up. In the way of ending his life, he ended everything tragically and decisively, but left Levine. An irreparable wound. Everyone thought that it was because Levine's career was in trouble, but at this moment, they knew that was not the case.Who would love you so much? Who is still struggling? Who will fall for himself?This is Levine's questioning of Mickey, a questioning of his dreams, and a questioning of himself at the same time.As a result, Levine raised his head high, proudly and graciously refused to compromise. Deep down, he was terrified, fearing his own compromise and retreat, betraying Mickey's sacrifice and his own. adhere to.Levine would rather give up the copyright, and refuse to allow himself and Jim to follow the same path; Levine would rather become a sailor again, and refuse to look for a chorus partner again like a quartet; Levine would rather be rejected again, and refuse to be like Troy. Become a little white face to please the public.Because once you give up persistence, you give up yourself.This is stupid, and this is crazy.But Levine insisted on it all the time. What's more ridiculous is that even if he doesn't know whether his persistence is correct or meaningful, he stays in place, constantly spinning and spinning again, at a loss and at a loss, but still clenching his teeth, no Willing to let go of one last breath.At the end of the story, he once again sang "Hang me, oh, hang me" and "Waving goodbye", but the meaning and mentality were completely different. Until this moment, he really bid farewell to Mickey."Oh my god, my god, my god." Joel couldn't help but whispered and repeated, his heart raging and he couldn't help himself.Joel couldn't imagine that Lan Li did it, and Lan Li did it! In the performance of a short scene, the whole character of Levine was outlined, and the soul was endowed, and even a spiritual main line connected to the whole story was given. This short song time, but said Ended countless vicissitudes."Oh my God!"Joel only wanted to scream with excitement, as if the last piece of the puzzle was missing, and finally found it~www.novelhall.com~ The incomplete feeling finally became complete. He tried to communicate with Ethan. , But the turbulent thoughts in his mind were so crazy that he couldn't express it. He could only look at the figure on the stage intently, and then blurt out the words like this--"Levine, is this your own composition?" Levine, not Lanly, "I haven't heard you sing this song before. I mean, is this Mickey's creation? , Is this your latest work? If you can, I hope you can perform again in the gaslight bar in the future.""No, it's not." Levienne twitched his mouth, showing a self-deprecating smile, "I can't create such a tangled, cumbersome, or uncomfortable song, it's not my style." This made the bar guests. They all made a low chuckle, "This is a song from Bon-Iver. He personally composed the melody and lyrics. I just adapted it slightly according to my own style."Bon-Iver, the folk singer who competed with Renly for the newcomer of the year on the Grammys last year, is a real singer in real life. At the same time, he wrote and performed the song just now.In an instant, the 1960s and contemporary reality became confused in this way; but the amazing thing is that Levine is still Levine, Joel is still Joel, the kerosene lamp bar is still a kerosene lamp bar, and the crew is still the crew. After the dimensional wall between reality and illusion was completely broken, there was no sense of disobedience, but the wonderful atmosphere continued.For everyone present, this is a rare and special experience!Note: Skinny-LoveBon-IverPlease remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Three heads mobile version read the URL:
