by Taste of Death on Thu Feb 06, 2020 1:48 pm
Never trust a man who goes to bed before the sun goes down. Or guys named Jocko.
"It was already late. Night stood murkily over people, and no one else pronounced words; all that could be heard was a dog barking in some alien village---just as in olden times, as if it existed in a constant eternity." Andrey Platonov