The Shadow Of A Crêpe De Marron…Or Maybe Some Nice Som Tom I haven’t felt anything from the cancer in my pancreas. I’m not going to bring...

May 4, 1970... I'm not sure where I was exactly. I think I had already driven through the Khyber Pass and had given up on my search for...

by Noah So says an asshole, a man with no redeeming qualities whatsoever. A man so heinously stupid that he seems to think the Paris...