Every labyrinth has its minotaur
In small towns, news travels at the speed of boredom.
Theory is the practice of the impotent.
It’s a story of love, of hatred, and of the dreams that live in the shadow of the wind.
It seems that in the advanced stages of stupidity, a lack of ideas is compensated for by an excess of ideologies.
God gives us life, but the world's landlord is the devil.