A man was born in the year nineteen forty eight and died twenty years later in the year nineteen twenty eight. How is this possible?

Food of immortals Feast of deities, out of mortals’ reach Tastes like anything you want it to be

There are five of us. Canada and the US share us. Four of us retain Native American names, one an Anglicized version of the French. To remember our names, check your HOMES. We are fresh and visit both our friend Lawrence and a famous American miss.

I surround the castle and everyone is to see for protecting the king castle is my only destiny

bygone days in sepia tone views of roosts we’ve long since flown the sweet deceit of distance snares an ache for something no longer there