10 Aug An American Classic
My mind was wandering a tad more than usual when I spotted it, on the bookshelf behind my desk. Bright red, tall and thin, its treasures barely covered, remarkably tempting....
My mind was wandering a tad more than usual when I spotted it, on the bookshelf behind my desk. Bright red, tall and thin, its treasures barely covered, remarkably tempting....
One can imagine a tired, hungry Roman soldier stopping for a moment to relax, shaking the dust off his sandals to contemplate his future, nibbling on a hard, dry cut...