торгую догмами и эскапизмами.
Max's father is a one-handed pirate. He seems dark, he seems like a man of a million secrets. He seems sarcastic, egotistic, and rude. He seems intelligent, brilliant, and calm. (Like father like son.)
I bet in his youth, he listened to Pink Floyd. I bet in his youth he stayed up all night, writing about the philisophy of nothingness. I bet he was a brilliant speaker. I know he was and is a true artist.
I do not know how he lost his hand. That bothers me.
Perhaps it was an infection, or a crazy maniac. Perhaps it was a shark, or a lion. Perhaps it was an accident, or, perhaps, he just woke up one day to find no hand. I do not know. That bothers me.
::русская версия
I bet in his youth, he listened to Pink Floyd. I bet in his youth he stayed up all night, writing about the philisophy of nothingness. I bet he was a brilliant speaker. I know he was and is a true artist.
I do not know how he lost his hand. That bothers me.
Perhaps it was an infection, or a crazy maniac. Perhaps it was a shark, or a lion. Perhaps it was an accident, or, perhaps, he just woke up one day to find no hand. I do not know. That bothers me.
::русская версия