Read it quick before North Korea decides you can't!Kim Jong-il wasn’t just another fascist dictator whose only hobby was firing cruise missile over Japan when he got bored. He was also reportedly an incredible golfer. According to the state newspaper, the first time he ever played, Kim finished ...
No one called at one o’clock. Or two. At two thirty, there was a knock at the door. “Room service.” Only it wasn’t. It was Major Kim, and he didn’t look happy. “We’ve got a problem, O.” He walked past me as soon as I opened the door. “I’m supposed to be in Paris. I should have been in Paris, but ...
Maybe there’d been one over on the east coast, or maybe up in the special zone with the casinos, and they hadn’t told us. But I doubted it. I also wasn’t looking casually. Admittedly, there were interesting angles to it. The stockings were interesting. The lady with the waist was interesting. The...
I could tell he was waiting for me, because after looking at him from my window for a few seconds, I knew he had genes from generations in the desert. What the hell was he doing here? Yet it didn’t surprise me, somehow, to see him. Everyone was here—my brother, the Man with Three Fingers, M. Bere...
They lead in different directions, and I couldn’t tell you at this moment which one ends up in the right place.” We were sitting in the office after Miss Du’s departure. “I didn’t give you the whole story yesterday, but something about what we just heard makes me think there is a bigger fish out ...