Stop One: a place I’ve known for many years, a place I’ve lived, worked, loved, and finally left. A place of green lawns, piles of chiseled marble, navy blue suits, and papers. A city where the world comes to negotiate. A…
Stop One: a place I’ve known for many years, a place I’ve lived, worked, loved, and finally left. A place of green lawns, piles of chiseled marble, navy blue suits, and papers. A city where the world comes to negotiate. A…
Lars swung out in pure rage. Even though his eyes didn’t work his mind could see emotion. Sadness was a throbbing continuation of the black that defined his universe. Fear came in jagged blue shocks that raced through his mind…