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Too bad he’s not one of those gay conservatives, the way Andrew Sullivan used to be before he contracted TDS.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 31/January/2024 @ 5:45 pm
Kev, I thought it was everything AFTER the “but” being bullshit.
The classic example is, “I’m not a racist, but… (+ racist remark)”
Other examples:
I don’t mean to sound like an asshole, but…
I’m not trying to hurt your feelings, but…
It’s not that I don’t trust your leadership, but…
Not to quibble, but… (+ quibble)Etc., etc.
Insincere stuff first, [but] what you’re really trying to say second.
See here. We’re all guilty of it.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 31/January/2024 @ 5:31 pm
I’m not going to quibble with you on what constitutes archaic, but the 90s were in the last century, after all.
As the saying goes, everything before the word “but” is horseshit.
Congrats on your one Google result! Amazing how that works.
I hope the blood panel comes back fairly quickly. At my local doctor’s office, they used to pretend I’d need to come back a couple days later for the results, but lately, they’ve dropped that pretense. They’ve got a machine that does the blood work and spits out the results right then and there. They’ve always had that machine.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 31/January/2024 @ 9:48 am
The high life
Looks good! I assume those are baby-back ribs.
We are not in Madison County anymore. (Does anyone get that archaic reference?)
Well, the Eastwood/Streep film based on the book came out in 1995, and the book came out in 1992, neither of which I’d call “archaic” (the 90s feel like yesterday to me), but I’m guessing it’s based on an even more ancient reference: Dorothy’s “Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore” from the 1939 “The Wizard of Oz.” Damn, that’s the start of World War II in Europe!
A search of the exact quote “We are not in Madison County anymore” turns up zero results, so I guess we’re just supposed to make the connection between the bridge in the photo and the name “Madison County.” In that context, “archaic” is a bit misleading.
Let the suffering begin! Those steps were tortuous
Because you said “suffering,” I’m tempted to think you meant torTURous (evoking torture), but you then wrote, “…largely because they were unevenly spaced and of inconsistent height, making it hard to find any rhythm.” TorTUous, which is what you wrote, means “twisting and turning and crooked,” so that could conceivably work in this context. (Tortuous comes from the same Latin root [tortus] as the French tordu, i.e., “twisted.”) So—you’re in the clear!
Am curious to hear about the Dr. Jo visit.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 30/January/2024 @ 7:11 pm
Yeah, I had to pee yet again. Not sure what’s up with that.
Diabetics pee more often than usual. How’s your blood sugar?
She told me she’d like to try to climb it with me soon.
Sounds as though you have a convert.
We’ll make this a weekly event.
Will this become an established routine, like a paper route? Should people be expecting you on certain days, at certain times? Have you thought about helping Swan make a bunch of little homemade dishes to distribute to the folks instead of the usual candy and cookies?
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 29/January/2024 @ 6:31 pm
I managed to cover most of the subdivision on my walkabout.
Missed a spot! Haw haw.
Should have spun the plate around and gotten a better shot of the burger.
“Hawaiian” burger! Looks good.
I miss those shoestring mushrooms that were prevalent in Korea, but other than that, it was close to perfect.
Korean food also looks good. The mushrooms you’re talking about are probably paengi-beoseot/팽이 버섯, known in the States by the Japanese name enoki.
re: Scuzz Twittly
Maybe it’s country music; maybe it’s a parody of country (“cuntry”) music, but it’s funny, and I’ll be passing this along to my buddy Tom, who loves the raunchy stuff even more than I do.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 28/January/2024 @ 5:58 pm
Now, that looks like my kinda walk!
I’m coming, I’m coming!
I’m trying to understand why you’re walking in the rocky part and not over to your right, where the road is smoother.
When we came upon these trikes, I was all-in for riding the 2K left to go to the highway. I was outvoted.
I know the feeling: at the beginning of a walk, 2K or 5K is nothing. But at the end, when you’ve run out of gas, and you’ve got another couple K to go, those distances can feel like forever. That said, it’s only 2K, so I’d have voted for walking, too.
Arriving at Mad Willie’s, our lunchtime destination.
Speakers of the King’s English will read “Mad Willie” as “Crazy Penis.”
I caught an aircon bus back to Barretto.
The term “aircon bus” is evocative. I guess this distinguishes them from regular buses with no A/C…? There are A/C-less shuttle buses in Seoul, even these days. They have hand fans hanging off the inner walls… for passenger “convenience.”
re: “gynocologist”
Love that spelling.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 27/January/2024 @ 4:50 pm
The sun went down…
Looks like a volcano in the distance.
…she served me this delicious bowl of bulgogi.
Looks legit, and there’s no rice, so I guess you’re going carnivore.
Enjoying the gathering darkness.
Anyway, I enjoyed my stay-at-home night, and I will make some room for more in the future. It was a very nice change of pace, that’s for sure.
You’re working on Swan, who’s walking with you more and more; she’s working on you, and you’re slowly becoming less a creature of the bars and bar girls. This is good. One day, we can hope, you’ll meet in the middle.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 26/January/2024 @ 7:12 pm
My lifestyle seems to be transitioning to something more domestic, don’t you think?
Yeah! I’ve noticed that 6:30 a.m. comments on my blog are now rare. You’re switching to a later schedule.
I’m a big fan of Linda Ronstadt.
Her name is a clue to her history.
Linda = Spanish for “beautiful”
Ronstadt = German for “(something) city”—not sure about “Ron”; some info hereWikipedia says this about her family history:
Ronstadt’s father came from a pioneering Arizona ranching family and was of Mexican descent with a German male ancestor. The family’s influence on and contributions to Arizona’s history, including wagon making, commerce, pharmacies, and music, are documented in the library of the University of Arizona. Her great-grandfather, the engineer Friedrich August Ronstadt (who went by Federico Augusto Ronstadt), immigrated first to Sonora, Mexico, and later to the Southwest (then a part of Mexico) in the 1840s from Hanover, Germany. He married a Mexican citizen and eventually settled in Tucson. In 1991, the City of Tucson opened its central transit terminal on March 16 and dedicated it to Linda’s grandfather, Federico José María Ronstadt, a local pioneer businessman; he was a wagon maker whose early contribution to the city’s mobility included six mule-drawn streetcars, delivered in 1903–04.
Ronstadt’s mother Ruth Mary, of German, English, and Dutch ancestry, was raised in Flint, Michigan. Ruth Mary’s father, Lloyd Groff Copeman, a prolific inventor and holder of nearly 700 patents, invented an early form of the electric toaster, many refrigerator devices, the grease gun, the first electric stove, and an early form of the microwave oven. His flexible rubber ice cube tray earned him millions of dollars in royalties.
What a family, eh? Damn. Buncha’ taco-eatin’ Germans! And Linda herself, back in her heyday, looked fetchingly Black Irish. She’s 77 now.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 25/January/2024 @ 5:52 pm
Yep, these lungs have dealt with a decade of pot smoking, twenty years of cigarettes, and a lifetime of smog.
You’d think that the current cells in your lungs would all be new ones by now. I don’t know how a history of smoking gets passed along from generation to generation among cells.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 25/January/2024 @ 3:20 pm
Not sure what a “Begian” might be.
By now, you’ve doubtless guessed “Belgian.”
Today, I’m back at 95, which is pretty much normal for me. Weird.
Ever done one of those old-school Vicks Vapo-Rub showers? You smear that strong-smelling Vapo-Rub on your chest, then step in and take a long, steaming shower as you breathe in the medicinal vapors. This supposedly loosens up the phlegm in your lungs, making it easier to spit out. You want to see big, dark, globby chunks of phlegm, not the healthier, light-yellow stuff. The dark color indicates the mucus has done its job, i.e., catching germs, and now, it’s ready for ejection. If you’re still feeling phlegmy, but nothing is coming out in the shower, maybe give your docs a visit.
It was below zero, but the call of duty to drink beer was not to be denied.
Bizarrely pursed lips on full display!
It’s currently below zero (Celsius) here in Seoul. No lip-pursing, but I’m seriously consider wearing foot-warmers to bed. I never wear anything on my feet when I’m in bed, so you know it must be cold.
Good luck with the lungs. If ever there were organs that I wish could be easily replaced, it’d be the heart and lungs. In the meantime, there’s cardio.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 24/January/2024 @ 6:11 pm
A good, satisfying walk along the ridge, and Swan still doesn’t want to join the Hash, eh? Well, no need to push her.
With my sense of balance all shot since the stroke, I wonder how I’d do on that rickety bridge.
Steak looks good, but my eye keeps being drawn back to that slice of toast.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 23/January/2024 @ 5:45 pm
For those who use Photoshop, the following ought to be simple to follow:
I found a dragon image online, one with a white background. I copied and pasted the image as a second layer onto your photograph, then used the magic-wand tool to eliminate the white background. The dragon was originally red-colored, so I desaturated it to make it gray—more appropriate for that sky. I then had to decide where to place the dragon for maximum effect. The original image had a lot of sharp detail, but I risked losing it to make the dragon appear to be in motion, thinking that a moving animal would look livelier than a still image just floating there. So I used two blur tools: Gaussian blur to soften the dragon and make it more integrated with the background; and motion blur, set to vertical, to make the dragon appear to have been caught in mid-flight. Then, it was just a matter of fusing the two layers (dragon layer + your photo’s layer), et voilà.
It was a treat to learn that someone had asked whether the pic was real. I’m a 101-level Photoshopper, even after all these years, so that was motivation to keep going and get better.
Thanks for the shout-out.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 22/January/2024 @ 5:00 pm
I’m going to have to copyright my “long shadow at dawn” photo technique from my long walks!
Nice pics of the walk and of snack distribution. Are you ramping up the volume of snacks you distribute these days?
Chili and cheesecake both look great, as does the sausage casserole. Looks to have been a good gathering. More to come?
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 21/January/2024 @ 8:46 pm
The longest journey begins with a single step.
Ah, yes—poured concrete! An Asian standby.
Jim showing the local kids how it’s done.
Took me a bit to see the ball. Did he sink the basket?
And yes, the burgers I was served were delicious.
I like how one is upside-down, but I imagine that doesn’t affect the taste. Are those brioche buns? At a guess, they are.
Trivia: sometimes, though, you do have to consider gravity when stacking your burger. If you don’t want the burger’s juices to soak your bottom bun, making it fray like wet toilet paper, you have to put down a nice bed of lettuce (“bottomings” instead of toppings) to catch the burger juice. Other things like pickles and tomatoes can go on top of the burger.
With Reubens, gravity is even more important because you’re layering on sauerkraut, which is very runny. Never put sauerkraut on the bottom slice of bread. I’ve been to restaurants where the kitchen was retarded and stacked the Reuben wrong, and the result was a sad, soaked experience.
The nighttime views were quite pleasant as well.
I’m tempted to Photoshop a dragon flying in the distance. It looks like a dragon-y sort of night.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 20/January/2024 @ 7:36 pm
A sweet love story, for sure.
So there’s hope: long-lasting relationships are possible!
And no, I was not adventurous enough to give one of these dishes a try.
Too bad. The biriyani looks good. But so do the pork and wings.
Some snuggle time on the couch watching “Shameless.”
You’re getting close to the end. Eleven seasons, right? Next up:
1. Blue Eye Samurai (Netflix)
2. The Boys (Amazon Prime Series)If you’re not an Amazon Prime member, I’m not sure how you might see “The Boys.”
The photo itself is from 1986 when I was making the move from Oklahoma to South Carolina, and that required transporting my daughter’s horse.
You ride? In 1986, I was a high-school junior from January to June, then a high-school senior from September through June of 1987. No horse-transporting for me back then. But in the summer of ’86, I went to France for the first time; the first week of my month there was spent on a farm in Normandy, where I learned a bunch of French vocabulary—all farm-related. I had my first experience feeding calves (fortified powdered milk plus hot water); they throw their heads up at random moments, which startled me. Uncle Charles, the old guy running the farm and the brother of my French Maman, explained that calves reflexively throw their heads up against the cow’s udder to push out more milk. I got shat on by adult cows hooked up to milking machines; the loud pumps made them nervous. Before entering the barn where the milking machines were, I was given a raincoat by Charles, who knew what was going to happen next. I also flung and stacked hay bales, helped uproot old trees and toss the cut-up pieces into a truck, and tried hard to understand Charles’s “ch’ti” accent (see here), which was like the French version of Sean Connery’s Scottish accent. Family dinners, conversations with my French buddy on top of tall stacks of hay in a farm… it was a memorable first week of a memorable month in France. But no horses. It was all cows and cow patties.
Filipinas love pineapple on their pizza.
This sounds like code language for something. “Hey, little chica… want some a’ my pineapple on your pizza?” Eyebrow waggle.
Good times, good times.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 19/January/2024 @ 8:58 pm
I guess a hard climb is a good extraction method for the shit that accumulates in my lungs. At least it worked yesterday.
That, and a nice, hot, steamy shower. When there’re no brownouts.
I think if you drug your girlfriend up that long climb for a “romantic getaway” here at the “Little Lovers Camp,” she [would likely be] an ex when you [got] back down.
(Took me a sec to realize “drug” is the hillbilly preterite form of “dragged.” For a moment, I was thinking Bill Cosby thoughts. Do you also use the expression “stood in bed” when you mean “stayed in bed”?)
I guess it depends on the girlfriend. If she’s a climber herself, she’ll be fine when she gets to the top. I remember some of my female students talking about trotting up Bukhansan (local mountain) in record time. That’s a steep incline, too, and the trailhead-to-summit hike times they gave me put me to shame.
What’s left of a tree.
When that thing finally dies, it’d be nice to make a sculpture out of it.
Refreshments at Dynamite Dick’s.
The young guy giving a thumbs-up can’t possibly be a retiree, so what’s his deal?
My route, as seen by Map My Walk
The symbol for Inflatable Island makes it look like a nuclear plant.
The best view from a comfort room in Barretto is at Cheap Charlies.
Really nice shot. You should just tell them you’re moving in, and that this is your new mini-apartment, and anyone wanting to use the facilities may do so only if they pay $20 for Number 1 and $30 for Number Two.
I was walking the beach at Baloy and had to take a leak, so I stopped at Treasure Island.
I’m surprised you didn’t just go to the beach and walk out until you were hip deep in water, then just stand there and let fly. Or is that illegal? How would anyone know?
Just make the breast of the situation.
This is like the beginning of a porn movie. It only gets better from here.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 18/January/2024 @ 6:18 pm
Beautiful final pic of your mom.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 18/January/2024 @ 3:16 pm
I’d kill for your numbers.
I drank too much and had a misunderstanding with Swan.
This keeps happening. You don’t want to be the source of drama, friend. If this happens too often, Swan will elect to get off the roller coaster. If I had an emotionally unstable Significant Other, I know I would.
Just a thought: quitting alcohol makes you more emotionally stable and less prone to doing stupid things.
Anyway, I hope the meds work, and the COPD stays in its corner.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 17/January/2024 @ 6:02 pm
Swan was with her former boyfriend for over seventeen years, and they never tied the knot. Not sure why.
Maybe they were trying that Kurt-and-Goldie thing, being together effectively as a married couple, but without all of the constraining paperwork.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 17/January/2024 @ 8:24 am
re: McDonald’s kiosk
More and more in Korea, the ordering process is being dehumanized by these devices, which Koreans refer to as mu-in (“no person”) kiosks—literally dehumanized. But the whole thing is very well organized: type in your order on the touch screen and pay with your card; the kiosk spits out a ticket with a call number, then you wait and watch your number make its progress across a big monitor screen with other call numbers. A bell sounds when your number comes up, and you go to the counter to get your order from a human. No fuss, no muss. You just have to be paying attention when the bell tolls for thee. What you’ve got in the PI sounds like a mess. Collect your call number at the counter, not right at the machine? Your order is placed on the counter, but no bell sounds to alert you? Weird, and with lots of potential for chaos. (Then again, an overly orderly existence can feel crushingly oppressive.)
I’m typing this out as you’re at your doctor’s appointment, so I hope that’s going well, and they find the source of your shortness of breath. What could it be, I wonder, given the absence of nasal polyps?
I always married my side chicks.
But as I’ve asked with all of your other side chicks up to now: does your current side chick know you’re still technically (and legally) married? If not, when will she get the happy news (hopefully not by reading my comment!)? And what if the relationship deepens to the point where she wants to marry you? Are you ready for the ultimate commitment?
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 16/January/2024 @ 4:55 pm
I guess a name pronounced “mercy” could be spelled “Merci,” but anyone reading the name would assume it’s French and pronounce it “meyr-SEE,” which means “thank you,” not “mercy.” Aside from miséricorde (Lord’s mercy), another way to say “mercy” is pitié, which you might shout if someone is about to kill you with a sledgehammer, gun, dildo, or other implement.
miséricorde = divine mercy (refraining from soul-damning)
pitié = refraining from hurting/killing/abandoning/punishingGood luck at the doc’s. May you discover what ails you and experience la miséricorde divine, or at least the sweet mercy of science.
(That linked video clip is from “The Boys,” Season 3. Great series.)
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 16/January/2024 @ 8:26 am
You’ve blessed us with many food pics. Nice.
I haven’t changed. Well, it’s only been fifty years.
Giving off a park-ranger vibe in that photo. My ex-military dad would’ve said, “Cut that hair, boy! High and tight!”
re: a wife named Mercy
I’m guessing “Mercy” is a Catholic name rooted in the concept of God’s mercy (French miséricorde, Spanish misericordia).
re: unwonted tiredness while walking
Sometimes, we just have down days. I had one yesterday, but today, I’m doing better. Dips in performance happen. (That’s what she said.)
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 15/January/2024 @ 4:44 pm
A normal day, but with some do-gooding included.
I always assumed the pronunciation was “bah-rahng-guy.” In most other languages, there’s never a reason to assume an “a” will be pronounced “ey.” That’s pretty much just an anglophone thing.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 14/January/2024 @ 7:51 pm
Looks to have been a good time. Happy Birthday to the birthday boy.
The saddest thing I’ve seen in a long time.
You have to wonder whether poverty is a choice for some people. If you gave that family a proper home to live in, would they stay in it, or would they act like “mama”?
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 13/January/2024 @ 5:22 pm
If looks could kill, Picard would be a dead man. (did I leave something dangling here?)
That’s just a normal old complex sentence (i.e., one independent clause and one dependent clause). “If looks could kill” is the dependent clause, not a modifier.
A lot of the problem comes back to knowing what a clause is. It’s a group of words with both a subject and a verb. A modifier is just a phrase acting like an adjective—no subject, no verb.
When he was five, Robert saw a turtle.
(Clause. “He” is the subject; “was” is the verb.)As a Vulcan, Spock betrayed no outward emotion.
(Modifier. “As a Vulcan” = a phrase w/no subject or verb, modifying “Spock.”)dependent clause = incomplete thought that can’t stand on its own
independent clause = complete thought that can stand on its own(See Commas, Part 1.)
I hope Swan’s restaurant continues to exist. (Was tempted to say “stays afloat,” but that might prompt a bad floating-bar pun in response!)
Google Image Search thinks your lizard is a gecko.
Nice sunset pics as always. It’s becoming a recurrent motif. Your blog banner is also a sunset, so I’m tempted to extract some deeper meaning from all of the sunset images. (Or does your banner show a sunrise?)
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 12/January/2024 @ 4:38 pm
Just please don’t claim to deplore drama, then end up being the one who manufactures drama. No one wins.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 12/January/2024 @ 9:05 am
I kept going with the group, and eventually, my second wind kicked in, and I felt much stronger.
This is the second post in recent memory in which you mention a second wind, so I was expecting this at the end of your post.
From Dick’s[,] I could see that sign on top of the first hill we climbed.
I’m starting to love your arrows. Are they drawn by finger? They look like blue cacti. I finger-draw things on my phone, too. A stylus (or just a pencil with an eraser) might make my lines a little smoother.
Her shift is 8 a.m. to 8 p.m., and for now, she only works on Wednesday and Thursday.
It’s good she’s doing that only two days a week. A 12-hour shift is soul-killing.
So, I threw the money on the ground, grabbed a beer, and went up to the roof to pout. Yeah, I can be a real asshole sometimes. I don’t handle rejection well, and I thought it was rude to not appreciate my kind gesture. Anyway, I eventually regained my sanity, we talked it through and made peace before going to bed.
Jesus Christ, dude. She wants a measure of independence, too. You’re partners in this relationship, not codependent. If she’s not needy, that’s a plus. No need to add drama, especially after she’s come home from a 12-hour shift. It’s also possible for her to reject a kind gesture while still appreciating it. Anyway, you at least talked it out, so all’s well that ends well, I guess.
I’ve said this before, but a healthy relationship is between two independent people, not two needy, codependent souls. “Let there be spaces in your togetherness.”
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 11/January/2024 @ 8:07 pm
Okay, so the exercise was to correct the following erroneous sentences.
1. Sitting patiently on the toilet, it was a long wait before Barton saw the python again.
2. As a trained chef, the restaurant prized Pierre’s skills.
3. Beaten often as a child, the dank basement was a familiar prison to Aldous.Your answers:
1. Barton had a long wait…
2. Pierre’s skills were prized by the restaurant
3. Aldous was familiar with the dank basement prison.The answers you gave don’t contain the complete content of the original sentences, so for at least two of the three sentences, it’s hard to tell whether you truly understood how to make the correction. Discussion:
1. There’s no ellipsis (…) at the front of your sentence, so I assume you mean that “Barton” is now the first word of the sentence, which means you’ve simply dumped the modifier entirely. That avoids the purpose of the exercise.
2. In this sentence, the modifier is “As a trained chef,” so who is that talking about? Is it talking about “Pierre,” or about “Pierre’s skills”? I’d have to call this one incorrect. “Pierre’s skills” are not “a trained chef.”
3. As with (1), you seem to have dumped the modifier entirely. An ellipsis (…) at the head of the sentence would clarify that what you wrote is what follows the modifier (“Beaten often as a child, …”).
What I was hoping to see was something like:
1. Sitting patiently on the toilet, Barton waited a long time before he saw the python again.
2. As a trained chef, Pierre was prized by the restaurant for his skills.
3. Beaten often as a child, Aldous was familiar with the dank basement prison.Now, with (3), you might say, “Well, that’s what I meant because that’s exactly what I wrote!”—but as I said, without the ellipsis, it’s hard for me to know that. It would have been nice to have included the modifier since the whole point of the exercise was to correct dangling modifiers. That’s true for your other answers, too.
Anyway, you’ve inspired me to write a blog post about dangling modifiers. Do people really talk in that “dangling” way? Yes, but it reflects a mental sloppiness that leads to spoken and written sloppiness. When I read prose, I’m fine when the dialogue in the prose is ungrammatical as a reflection of “how people talk,” but the rest of the narrative should reflect a higher quality of organized thought. Example: JK Rowling’s dialogue for Hagrid (who comes off as rough and untutored despite a Hogwarts education) versus JK Rowling’s narrative voice.
Right—I shall pester you no longer with this. Anything more will be over at my blog.
» Posted By Kevin Kim On 11/January/2024 @ 3:34 pm
«« Back To Stats PageJohn,
Dangling modifier again! Barely a day or so later!
WRONG: As a child, French was difficult.
RIGHT: As a child, I found French difficult.So:
As a kid growing up in Southern Cal, Shakey’s was THE place for pizza.
“As a kid” is the modifier, and what it modifies should be the subject of the ensuing clause. In the above sentence, “As a kid” has nothing to modify—you’ve left it dangling there, which is why the error is called a dangling modifier. “Shakey’s” is not “a kid growing up in Southern Cal.”
Rewrite:
As a kid growing up in Southern Cal, I knew Shakey’s was THE place for pizza.
You could also change the modifier into its own clause, thereby avoiding the dangling-modifier problem:
When I was a kid growing up in Southern Cal, Shakey’s was THE place for pizza.
Try rewriting these erroneous sentences:
1. Sitting patiently on the toilet, it was a long wait before Barton saw the python again.
2. As a trained chef, the restaurant prized Pierre’s skills.
3. Beaten often as a child, the dank basement was a familiar prison to Aldous.» Posted By Kevin Kim On 11/January/2024 @ 8:07 am