Edit: My wife says that I seem happier than the day that we got married. She’s not wrong.
Edit2: I realised that I spelled Pissingers name wrong in the title. Pity.
[Legendary: Success] — The weight of a world is lifted off of a dozen others. In Vietnam, in Bangladesh, in Timor, in Cambodia, in Chile, in Cyprus; the undercurrent breathes a collective sigh. One more piece is off of the board. The empire is running out of material.
— τελειωτικό χτύπημα.
— What happens now?
— For you, Detective? Or the world?
— For the world.
— Nothing.
[Hard: Success] — An old man who did his damage is dead. His spirit is gone, but the mark will remain. Him being gone solves nothing.
— And for me?
— For you? You celebrate.
Alright, shut down the site. Mission accomplished. It’s been a slice
Where were you when Kissinger died?
I was high as a kite watching Buster Keaton movies.
