[ The word was sharp and curt, the latter half of his spiel ignored entirely, as Bradbury smiled and shook his head -- quick and fleeting, but unmistakable bitterness in the curl of his lip. ]
You like being able to say what's on your mind? You like being able to write what you want? Don't go into politics. Once you're up there, you're not gonna be able to do a damn thing you want.
Politics'll kill you, pal. Take it from me. [ Strangely, something in his face softened, even as he pushed himself awkwardly to his feet -- not to move himself towards Maskin, but to shuffle towards the window, but not before he dug into the jacket he'd dropped on the couch, fishing out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. He wasn't looking at Maskin when he staggered towards a window, murmuring words that weren't meant for the other man at all. ]
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[ The word was sharp and curt, the latter half of his spiel ignored entirely, as Bradbury smiled and shook his head -- quick and fleeting, but unmistakable bitterness in the curl of his lip. ]
You like being able to say what's on your mind? You like being able to write what you want? Don't go into politics. Once you're up there, you're not gonna be able to do a damn thing you want.
Politics'll kill you, pal. Take it from me. [ Strangely, something in his face softened, even as he pushed himself awkwardly to his feet -- not to move himself towards Maskin, but to shuffle towards the window, but not before he dug into the jacket he'd dropped on the couch, fishing out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes. He wasn't looking at Maskin when he staggered towards a window, murmuring words that weren't meant for the other man at all. ]
I lost my best friend that way.