We want to go there. Go far. Go in a Harley Davidson. Without breaks. Whithout looking back. Go fast. Go alone. Go and find some friends on the way. Go crazy. Go and let inertia do the work. Go with the five senses. Or with no sense at all. Go dancing. Go go go. Go and write it. Go because we think we have to go there. Go when we need it. Go and find it. Go until the end. And go further. It’s just a door.
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We will be there – Jack Peñate
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