He Threw His Burning Cigarette

Was It Harder To Die, Or Harder To Be The One Who Survived?

Sometimes There Is Such Beauty In Awkwardness. There's Love And Emotion Trying To Express Itself, But At The Time, It Just Ends Up Being Awkward.

I Shut The Bathroom Door And Caught Sight Of My Face In The Mirror. I Had No Idea How Quickly It Was To Change, To Fade. If I Had, I Would Have Stared At My Reflection, Memorizing It. It Was The Last Time I Would Look Into A Real Mirror For More Than A Decade.

What Do You Do With All This Bank, Josie? Be A Lot Easier If You Just Lifted Your Skirt.” “the Only Reason I’d Lift My Skirt Is To Pull Out My Pistol And Plug You In The Head.

New Orleans Is Unlike Any City In America. Its Cultural Diversity Is Woven Into The Food, The Music, The Architecture - Even The Local Superstitions. It's A Sensory Experience On All Levels And There's A Story Lurking Around Every Corner.