We couldn’t hear each other. That was why we… that was why everything. The whole misbegotten chronicle.
How did it get this way? Where did it go so wrong?
In the early 1970s I had to drive from France to Spain. Even though it was full winter, I decided, when I crossed the Pyrenees, I would take back roads in order to see more of the countryside. It was a mistake.
The Depression had no end in sight and money was tight on Winchester Street in 1937.
t took months to receive the first signal from another world.
At the dawn of time, an enterprising caveman, known as Swarthy Zub, lived at the far end of the cave village.