When we got down from the ambulances there were sharp cracks about us as bursts of shrapnel splashed down upon the Town Hall square. Dead soldiers lay outside and I glanced at them coldly. We were in search of the living.
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Nationality: British Type: Journalist Born: May 1, 1877 Death: March 10, 1962 |
As we move towards 8 or 10 billion people on the planet, there's a little less gold per capita. Each one of us will continue to be fighting over an ever smaller percentage of total resources. This is not a happy thought.
Rap records don't make you feel good no more. Six months after release, it can't come back as a classic.

