I am begging to remember a few things, people. I was in a dark room... I couldn't see the sunlight... because I was watching television and it was opposite to the window. The door was wide open, of course, and it led right into the boulevard... only that my shoe laces were tied together.
Yes... the C2's were a nightmare, but things are starting to add up. The eighties- it was all about the money... now it's all about the feelings and stuff- but the eighties were simple- money, power, social status and fame.