What if some of the people who do those crap jobs in Las Vegas are actually angels ... or demons ... or something in between?
The maid. The blackjack dealer. Like anybody stuck in a dead-end job, they're bitter, short-tempered and sick of your shit.
They read our trash like an oracle reads the entrails of a crow: discarded plastic cocktail cups, used condoms, soiled sheets,... [click here for more]
Once upon a time, a nation’s fate depended on an informant.
Once upon a time, a woman knew the law and a man knew war.
Once upon a time, they all lived under a good Monarch’s leadership.
Until he was assassinated.
Galantier’s politics can be vicious, corrupt, and unfair, but not deadly. They’ve got a war they can’t win and dare not lose on their border.... [click here for more]