Aah, Bisto! How nice it is to put my feet up after such a long day!

Hoover had bugged JFK's legion love nests and tapped the princess phones of assorted Kennedy playmates, including mob moll Judith Campbell Exner and superstarlet Marilyn Monroe…

The space immediately beneath the heaven is filled up with the winged disc entwined by two uræi, the so‐called “ Hut, the great god, lord of heaven, with varied plumes emanating from the horizon.”

I imagined him as the kind of boy who knows girls are equals; the teen with female friends as well as male; then a kind man, a good man, the kind of man who knows better than to be a heartbreaker, despite his looks.