It was clear that in a past life the detective had been a phone booth beside an empty highway.
ThreatsLet us search the old highways.
Trilogy: The Walls Do Not Fall / Tribute to the Angels / The Flowering of the RodThe stones were sharp, The wind came at my back; Walking along the highway, Mincing like a cat.
Theodore RoethkeIf talent without hard work was a dead-end street,talent with hard work could only be a highway.
Marko S.