No, Bono, I would not like to live where the streets have no name. That sounds like a really bad idea. I can't even imagine how much gas and time I'd waste, trying to find places. Or, how would I describe how to get to my house, or go anywhere? I know you were trying to be deep and esoteric, and hide from the world, or whatever.
But really, just.......no.
Saturday, June 09, 2012
Preferably where the streets do have names
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