Why Does It Have To Be So

I Grabbed A Pair Of Glowing Red Legs.

I Can’t Believe How Much This Place Has Grown,” Hazel Muttered. The Taxi Driver Grinned In The Rearview Mirror. “been A Long Time Since You Visited, Miss?” “about Seventy Years,” Hazel Said. The Driver Slid The Glass Partition Closed And Drove On In Silence.

You Mix Greek And Roman, You Know What You Get? You Get Bam!

May The Gods Be With You

It's Funny How Humans Can Wrap Their Mind Around Things And Fit Them Into Their Version Of Reality.