Dear Don (both of you; all of you)
Crime has never stopped paying. How naïve I have been all my life thinking that one day it would…not pay.
Crime has never stopped paying. How naïve I have been all my life thinking that one day it would…not pay.
America has always sold itself like a potluck dinner—“Bring your culture! Bring your grandma’s recipes! Bring the funky spices we can pretend we invented!”