Hombre, There Are Bodegas Open All Night

Before We Take To The Sea, We Walk On Land. . . Before We Create, We Must Understand. . .

Isn't It Pretty To Think So.

Some Other Places Were Not So Good But Maybe We Were Not So Good When We Were In Them.

How Did We Go Bankrupt? Two Ways. Slowly, And Then All Of A Sudden.

In War, One Cannot Say What One Feels.