“Are we swans?” “What now?” “Do we mate for life? Is there just one swan out there for each of us?” “Sheel, sweetie, could you ask me some other time when I’m not looking at Mötley Crüe?” Tiresias Richardson was, in fact, looking directly at Mötley Crüe. Two of them, at least, the blond and … Continue reading Completely Over The Rainbow In Little Aleppo