Max:
What the hell do you think about when you're playing? Where does your mind go when you hit the keys?
1900:
Last night I was in a beautiful country. Women had perfume in their hair, everything glowed. It was full of tides.
Max:
He traveled. And each time he ended up some place different. In the heart of London, on a train in the middle of the country, on the edge of a giant volcano, in the biggest church in the world, countin' the columns and staring up at the crucifixes. He traveled.
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