Now I feel like James Bond. Suave and intelligent, breaking all the codes while looking fabulous.
Dead BeatThank you, Deke. You are very good to me.” “I know,” he smirks. “Can I get back in your bed now?
Donna of the DeadParis is a place in which we can forget ourselves, reinvent, expunge the dead weight of our past.
Detour de France: An Englishman in Search of a Continental Education