“It was a rite of passage each year at Manhattan Life Insurance Company. The golden doors would open every summer to a new crop of bright-eyed college students, all of which were over-qualified for a job that required little more… — Phil Wohl Copy Share Image
Daddys in a better place entering golden doors. With ivory all white pillars and marble floors. Brand new physical frame with no flaws, On my throne thats guarded by angels with 4-4's. — Malice (Clipse Copy Share Image
