Sometimes god takes you off the road. Like yesterday I was supposed to walk, but took a bus instead, it was a wrong move or what, he told me to go out and take a taxi, it was a heavy traffic road. I managed to get one and start talking with the taxidriver, his name was Butler. So Butler, you are in the Irish music.
No, he said, I am not good at listening.
I understand, I said, neither me, I am so full of my self.
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