Alexander.Quinn:
We'll live out of the van
Alexander.Quinn:
I drove to New York, in the van, with my friend
Alexander.Quinn:
Where we start
Alexander.Quinn:
Metal fingers scrape the skies
Alexander.Quinn:
A prelude
Alexander.Quinn:
This world has a warm, sunny heart, take II
Alexander.Quinn:
Exeunt
Alexander.Quinn:
In which we imitate Russian smokers
Alexander.Quinn:
Here, I dreamt I was an architect
Alexander.Quinn:
Not a robot, but a ghost