La única gente que me interesa es la que está loca, loca por vivir, loca por hablar, con ganas de todo al mismo tiempo, los que nunca bostezan o dicen lugares comunes, sino que arden, arden, arden como cohetes en la noche.
Jack Kerouac, On the way.
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