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Dallas Observer: Good afternoon, Bono.
Bono: Hello, hello.
DO: Why are you still standing in the doorway?
Bono: You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawl.
DO: That's silly, we won't do that. So how did last week's well-publicized meeting with George Bush turn out?
Bono: I have held the hand of a devil.
DO: Are you're saying he wasn't receptive to your pleas about world poverty, disease and African debt?
Bono: We eat and drink while tomorrow they die.
DO: So do you ever feel hypocritical trying to fight poverty when you're a rich musician?
Bono: I really don't mind sleeping on the floor.
DO: Come now--instead of playing a concert in Dallas, you could be volunteering in Africa, or even campaigning full-time as a politician.
Bono: Have you come here to play Jesus?
DO: No, I just know these issues are important to--
Bono: On your knees, boy.
DO: Whoa. I'm sorry if I offended, but that's pushing it, Bono.
Bono: I wipe your tears away.
DO: Um, let's switch gears...I hear you're interested in Dallas politics, of all things.
Bono: She's a promise in the year of election.
DO: You're talking about Mayor Laura Miller, yes?
Bono: She moves in mysterious ways.
DO: Wait, is there something about the recent Ray Hunt deal you know--
The Edge (to Bono): Don't answer, don't ask, don't try and make sense, don't whisper, don't talk.
DO: Hey, could you ask the Edge to not interrupt, please?
Bono (to The Edge): Walk away. I will follow.
DO: Thanks, Bono. Now, this is your first Dallas gig in...how many years?
Bono: Uno, dos, tres...catorce!
DO: 14? I could've sworn it was four. Have you missed Dallas?
Bono: I have scaled these city walls.
DO: Really? That's odd. Why?
Bono: It's too late tonight to drag the past out into the light.
DO: Fair enough. Are you looking forward to the concert?
Bono: They'll want their money back.
DO: That's not true--people in Dallas appreciate U2's music. We're not all stereotypical rednecks.
Bono: Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
DO: I...don't know. Well, thank you for coming by. Any plans before the show?
Bono: Gonna go where the bright lights and the big city meet.
DO: Where's that?
Bono: Discotheque, uh-huh.