Muttering Jam

The days turn with the ease of pages, and like clockwork, it happens...

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

No agenda. No finger-pointing. Just the facts and the "mysteries." Look at that. Think about this.
Runtime 91 Minutes

Avram Mirsky: I have crossed a thousand bridges in my search for something real/ There were great suspension bridges made like spiderwebs of steel/ There were tiny wooden trestles and there were bridges made of stone/ I have always been a stranger and I've always been alone/ There's a bridge to tomorrow there's a bridge from the past/ There's a bridge made of sorrow that I pray will not last/ There's a bridge made of colors in the sky high above and I think that there must be bridges made out of love - Milton Nascimento

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