Not since his all-nighter    in the loading dock of the    Pierre Hotel  has Gérard so    mystified us, as when he ac-   cep...

  Lucky thing, he didn't   text this. Can you im-   agine, letting the NSA   know how to tease you?   That truly would...

     Given any weather       someone's candy's       gonna run.    ...

My child, when you reach   strange shores, and your food Is gone, and hunger makes you eat   your tables,   [Anchises said] T...

  revenons, à   nos moutons       Consider how, when sought,      The cliff-head whales that frequent      The sunlit radius of ...

  Some signals   are like any   other throw-   away, priced   accordingly:   a wasteline.   Tautness hid   with s...

   Ho. You wouldn't    have, I suppose,    a plaid one could    believe in?             Shall the dust ...

          Funny thing:           you'd be par-           tisan  in our           furnace, had           you said ...