Then, too, there was the mute appeal of this wee waif alone and unloved in the midst of the horrors of the savage jungle.

Oil-based developments in areas such as the Middle East have produced a new, almost stateless society of high-value individuals who have exchanged the old-time structured security of home for the superrewards of a more nomadic […]

I am absolutely rooted if Ferris finds out about this

Divint gan near the Seghill mine. Lyric from the Northumbrian folk song Blackleg Miner