You sharpen the human appetite to the point where it can split atoms with its desire; you build egos the size of cathedrals; fiber-optically connect the world to every eager impulse; grease even the dullest dreams with these dollar-green, gold-plated fantasies, until every human becomes an aspiring emperor, becomes his own God...
Pa dobro bre Igore, gde si bas mene nasao da tracaris
Niti sam zgodna plavusa, niti imam velike siske
U svakom slucaju izvinjenje primljeno, time sto bi te savetovao da naredni put kada imas nesto da kazes za ili protiv mene, imas PP pa to isto uputi na mojoj adresi.