kenkantor: Would you really like to see the future?
kenkantor: Don't go there alone.
kenkantor: Idle hands are the devil's industry.
kenkantor: There was no reason to treat me with such rudeness.
kenkantor: Reality showoffs.
kenkantor: The last of the great oil refineries.
kenkantor: What rough beast?
kenkantor: Don't give me none of your lip.
kenkantor: The appearance of differentiation.
kenkantor: The front of the place.
kenkantor: The Berkeley Camera Club.
kenkantor: Pony bubble gun.