El café sabe diferente, el cigarro sabe diferente, la Coca Cola sabe diferente, hasta el agua sabe diferente. Pero después voy a olvidar a qué sabían en realidad. A qué sabían allá.
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El café sabe diferente, el cigarro sabe diferente, la Coca Cola sabe diferente, hasta el agua sabe diferente. Pero después voy a olvidar a qué sabían en realidad. A qué sabían allá.
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Matrix (1999)
Tank: Here you go, buddy; “Breakfast of Champions.”
Mouse: If you close your eyes, it almost feels like you’re eating runny eggs.
Apoc: Yeah, or a bowl of snot.
Mouse: Do you know what it really reminds me of? Tasty Wheat. Did you ever eat Tasty Wheat?
Switch: No, but technically, neither did you.
Mouse: That’s exactly my point. Exactly. Because you have to wonder: how do the machines know what Tasty Wheat tasted like? Maybe they got it wrong. Maybe what I think Tasty Wheat tasted like actually tasted like oatmeal, or tuna fish. That makes you wonder about a lot of things. You take chicken, for example: maybe they couldn’t figure out what to make chicken taste like, which is why chicken tastes like everything.
Apoc: Shut up, Mouse.