“We were all the same, it seemed to me, all of us dented and scratched and damaged, held together with pins and duct tape, the walking wounded making one last stand in the dark before giving in to the inevitable".” — Greg Gifune Copy Share Image
“We were all the same, it seemed to me, all of us dented and scratched and damaged, held together with pins and duct tape,… — Greg Gifune Copy Share Image
