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"The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what you share with someone else when you are uncool."

Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was with him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Albert fucking Camus

Albert fucking Camus

Just look at how fucking cool the Beatles were

Just look at how fucking cool the Beatles were