I outright stole the “stretched out across the map” thing from Franz Kafka’s “Letter to His Father.” It was just right for this. Come at me, Kafka.
[Brent, you’re a classic. “Come at me, Kafka.” Perfect.]
I outright stole the “stretched out across the map” thing from Franz Kafka’s “Letter to His Father.” It was just right for this. Come at me, Kafka.
[Brent, you’re a classic. “Come at me, Kafka.” Perfect.]