Sitting in an office waiting room with waiting men, if one were to walk in this office it would seem like some sort of club for short brown hair, 30-something…
I rarely get nightmares. Come to think of it I don’t dream very often. I like to think that dreams and nightmares are our psyche’s way of working stuff out…
High noon Tokyo. Two men fifty paces stare each other down like a scene from the shoot out at the OK Corral. One dressed in black tights resembling an engorged…