Panic excursions to tribal Jazz wombs and transfusions / Heroin nights of birth / and soaring / over boppy new ground.

Well, where you all come a gutser is, over here, we think we're born to rule YOU.

Despite prolonged exposure to harsh conditions, medics say Nora Tallis returned to the Nexus in stable condition. In a statement to HNS, Tallis did not mince words. Never send me to that hellhole again.

[C]onsider the case of the solemn articles in praise of the men who own newspapers—men of the type of Cadbury or Harmsworth, men of the type of the small club of millionaires. . . . These few small-minded men publish papers to praise themselves.