Second floor – Perfumery, Wigs and lady’s hats, Third floor – Origins of human violence and crushing despair

I try to conduct my affairs from my car.  And I don’t really get any personal calls.  Some people have no problem spewing their business out in front of everyone backstage.  Last night I heard a guy asking his doctor “is it cancer?”    The way he said it was chilling.  It wasn’t the tone ofContinue reading “Second floor – Perfumery, Wigs and lady’s hats, Third floor – Origins of human violence and crushing despair”