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" 'That’s what I’m talking about, you see? The impossibility of stopping. It isn’t right. It never is. We should have made other choices, a long time ago, it’s too late now. Curiosity, that insolent, stubborn curiosity to know how the story is going to end, how life will end. It’s about that and nothing else. It’s never a question of profit alone that leads us around the world, it’s never only hope, war… or women. It’s something else. Something that neither you nor I will ever be able to describe, but which we know very well. Even now, even at a point when you seem too far removed from things, the desire to know the ending is still within you. The desire to see some more. There’s nothing left to lose when you’ve lost everything already.' "

Taken from Luther Blisset / Wu Ming's novel "Q".
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Q_(novel)

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Somehow, I've never loved to stand still. Somehow, I've always got out of the troubles I'm in. Well I just walk, walk, I keep on walking, straight and sincere. And I've felt something blowin' from Athens and southern towns. I felt unable to stop.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your trace somewhere.
And after all, I just need to walk, to move the fuck on. I need unfamiliar landscapes, I'm sorry I can't hold fast , I'm sorry I can't hold fast. And through these cities that forget so fast I still haven't found a reason to pretend.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your mark somewhere. Somehow.
Like that man on the ocean bound to shoot a king, like the spanish summer of 1936, like those german peasants on the south eastern fields, all the storms we loved were restless breezes. So keep moving, keep walking, keep pushing the whole thing on.
So bring it on, ain't no time to slow down. As no winter lasts forever, no spring skips its turn. You just have to leave your seed somewhere. Somehow.

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from Misplaced, released March 11, 2013

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