kenkantor: Location, location, ah, location.
kenkantor: Trying to decide to survive.
kenkantor: Art never was for art's sake.
kenkantor: I don't really care if the weather is fair.
kenkantor: I don't mind if the weather is fine.
kenkantor: Think through your decisions.
kenkantor: What was left?
kenkantor: You are I are bound by the commerce of cruelty.
kenkantor: The last ride is the worst.