WHO KNOWS WHAT EVIL LURKS IN THE HEART OF MEN? The Death of Rats looked up from the feast of the potato. SQUEAK, he said. Death waved a hand dismissively. WELL, YES, OBVIOUSLY ME, he said. I JUST WONDERED IF… — Terry Pratchett Copy Share Image
“Future” For cell mates For the gutter rats For those who are looked in on from the outside, and no one else will ever understand.” — C.L. Stone Copy Share Image
