| Richard Garret Whitehead

0원  | 20190513  | 9781733668606

Fears lead to night terrors. Night terrors lead to doubt. Doubt leads to questions. Questions lead to answers. And answers lead to wallowing self-pity, an identity crisis, and never-ending existential suicide, because answers suck when they're not filled with scares, laughs, and a society full of lies. But those things are for prose. This is what happens when prose starts to taste cheap.