' It's the sense of touch.
In any real city, you walk, you know ?
You brush past people, people bump into you.
In L.A. nobody thouches you.
We're always behind this metal and glass.
I think we miss that thouch so much that we crash into each other just so we can feel something. '
Paul Haggis.
Crash '04
Mas eu vou mandar uma sms com o meu mail
Bjs*