Nathan Flickinger:
"The fool who wades in doubt will float like concrete."
Nathan Flickinger:
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Nathan Flickinger:
"You'll never find peace here"
Nathan Flickinger:
"Into the darkness they go, the wise, and the lovely."
Nathan Flickinger:
“All great and precious things are lonely.”
Nathan Flickinger:
Synchronous.
Nathan Flickinger:
"And isn't it great to find that you're really worth nothing?"
Nathan Flickinger:
"There's a million ways out of this city. I don't know one."
Nathan Flickinger:
"An anesthetic penance beneath the hail of contraband.."
Nathan Flickinger:
"You always used to stay within arms reach."
Nathan Flickinger:
Suflet Pierdut
