How is it supposed to end?
Ah, I see. Let me remember. I believe I remember this now. I used it as a dumping ground for my failed expiriments. I’m sorry, child. You have spent your life thinking you were cursed… I’m afraid it wasn’t anything so dramatic… you were born from my trash. You are trash.
-Knull.
Going to Europe on business, US dollar strong against the Euro. I’ll be checking out some high class women that hang around the hotel bar.
