(no subject)
"It's the sense of touch."
"What?"
"Any real cities...you walk, you know, you brush past people, people bump into you. But in L.A....nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much that we crash into each other just so we can feel something."
See Crash.
"What?"
"Any real cities...you walk, you know, you brush past people, people bump into you. But in L.A....nobody touches you. We're always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much that we crash into each other just so we can feel something."
See Crash.