kenkantor: Buying a clue.
kenkantor: Lost and never coming back.
kenkantor: Tell me where it hurts.
kenkantor: Don't just stand there, sell me a concept.
kenkantor: Well enough alone.
kenkantor: From a friend, no doubt.
kenkantor: The obsolete elite.
kenkantor: I'm afraid to see this again, or not to.
kenkantor: I get the feeling you are mocking me again.
kenkantor: Rootless children.