程序是一首诗。
If you can imagine a society in which the computer- robot is the only menial, you can imagine anything.
Night kisses the fading day whispering to his ear, “I am death, your mother. I am to give you fresh birth.”
Desperately awaiting the release of his new book. Clean your room to set your house in order but don't be afraid to break the rules either. Greetings from a JP fan from Nepal.
Every role is a journey, and every journey teaches you something new.
