I remember reading about ten years ago that Betty White had passed away and tears just started pouring from my eyes.
I thought it was Mandela.
She knew she needed a Savior.
Remember that you will also be agroed by all the green wolves and giants and obnoxious dervishes that you encounter along the way.
It is comical, silly the art work but serious much like my Justin!
Very poor work I must say.
But just imagine:
A city set on a hill cannot be hid.