(today, the goblin was thinking of jimmy hendrix, who, together with janis joplin, formed a tragedy of dying to substance abuse when they had so much talent, but the truth is that the music industries together with the other medias simply embraced and profited from those tragedies, perhaps for the combined advantage of having both people's attention turned towards to the dead artist in question, and for the fact that the artist is no longer there to get in the way of the product marketer's image portrayal here...", and with that the goblin was readying for work again, somehow beautiful sunny geneva, menaced the goblin's mind with a threat of some inescapable dusty midday heat again, which if last year was anything to go by, would be unbearable, the muse simply asked "...and how about you goblin, are you tempted by becoming someone famous in absentia then...", whereupon the goblin just laughed, replying "...ah no, that's not my style nor on the cards neither, but I bet that it's something that crosses every artist's mind at some point...")
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