Moros’ corporeal form is an awkward tangle of too-long limbs and too-narrow hips, neither of which ease his drive through the congested streets of lower Manhattan. He quite enjoys...
"MONA!" bellowed Maverick Moody, on an otherwise tranquil Tuesday morning. "MONA! The children have sent something. I think it's a bomb."
Mrs Moody shuffled in...
"The magic of Lorde’s music doesn’t lie in providing solutions but in its ability to assure the world that it’s okay to feel hopeless; to idle in a musty room."
"Profanity conveys emotion in a manner that ‘cleaner’ language struggles to—and who wouldn’t want the ability to so powerfully and instantaneously express emotion?"