"[Sugar, Mr. Poon?] is like crack... you know it's bad for you,
you know it's ruining your life, and heck - you don't even really like the
way you feel afterwards most of the time... but you just keep coming
back." --JB
"It's about everything and nothing." --TT
DEEP THOUGHT
OF THE DAY:
He was a spy, all right, and he knew it. He would walk into a room and people would go, "Who the fuck is that guy, a spy?" He'd laugh to himself, maybe pull out his gun and show it to the person, to kind of impress him (but not to show off). Sometimes spying was dirty work. Sometimes he'd kill a guy, then paint a clown face on his face. Nobody said he had to do that, but he did it anyway. So, dirty work.
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