Gunfire cuts through the gals, and makes a big mess of a soft summer night. There's no rest for the wicked, and no respite...
I spy with my sandy eye an outpost in the distance that proves to have some internal troubles of its own. Maris and Warble...
Welcome to the new normal, followers, failures and philanderers (who I love just the way you are). Horses in the pool, unspoken alienation and...