Fortuna Likes To Find A Crowd And

Mild Brown Eyes Beckon Me To The Past, But Memory Provides No Clue.

Mars And Venus Are At It Again. This Time, Hephaestus Is Standing By With A Private Detective, A Photographer, And A Lawyer.

The Flesh Of Past Lovers Looks Both Familiar And Strange.

In The City, Nudity Means Something; In The Wild, It Just Exists.

Wisdom Remembers. Happiness Forgets.