By the time the German dame with a bad habit invited me in to feed a different need, I knew I was in trouble. I had returned from the war with a piece of tin on my chest and a hole in my soul.
After fighting WWII in the Pacific, being a cop, doing the right thing, that seemed like the best way to do right for all the things I had done wrong.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Glitches and the men who love them- history in pictures
Below are some of the (mostly) console glitches I have captured in the last year or so, enjoy
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