Encontré esta carta de amor, escrita por Jane Jensen *reverencia*, navengando por ahí. Es una linda lectura.
http://www.avault.com/editorials/index. ... ial=edit87
Lo que me dio escalofríos:
Citar:
I totter alone these days, gasping my last few breaths of corporate air before Gabriel Knight 3 (the last adventure game from Sierra in the immediate future -- italics added by the determinedly optimistic author) whooshes from the birth canal. It’s like a scene from a bad sci-fi movie where everyone on the planet has died and the last guy is responsible for sending off some final “We were here” message in a bottle before the planet is sucked into the sun.
PD: Sí, está en inglés y no pienso traducirlo.