"I'm gonna base this moment on who I'm stuck in a room with. It's what life is. It's a series of rooms. And who we get stuck in those rooms with adds up to what our lives are."
A four-leaf clover.
A white ball rolling across the street.
A black cat doing the same.
The sun.
The open road.
Eighty.
Cars passing, being passed.
A surreal world.
Explosions.
I could die.
I could have died.
And yet...
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