Hurting people is such a boyish thing to do.
I`ve spend my whole life hating and loving my brother with equal measure. I never though I would be the one to help drive a stake through his heart.
I knew a Sage once. Trashy little thing.
The days of foot-in-the-door harassment and snatched photos are gone.
Why are my least favorite people always the most durable?
I am incredibly proud of the many journalists I have worked with throughout my career and the great campaigns that we have fought and won.