Wednesday, April 15, 2009 (105)
The taxman cometh and the taxman taketh.
The Beastie Boys said, “I’d like to have a say on the income tax. Don’t wanna help build bombs. And that’s the facts.” Let’s compromise. Just let me push the button once. Or at least let me choose where it lands. I’m obscenely bitter.
I thought that I lit and composed this shot so well to begin with that it did not require any adjustments.
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