saddle up cowboy

– On the surface, the crimes appear random, but I’m not sure he’s the madman he makes himself out to be. There’s just enough pattern to show intention. – He always shot at women, or women in the company of men. – And when he shot at couples in cars, he always shot at the passenger side. – That was used to support the “random” argument. It’s the side closest to the sidewalk. No planning, no strategy. Just shoot.

MINDHUNTER 02.02

erykah badu at the 45th grammys (2003) wearing a dead prez tee.

All kinds of spring Herbs and Grasses - Paula von Goeschen-Rösler , 1917.

German , 1875-1941

okay i've kinda been idly noodling on this for a couple weeks but then realized that the "hadn't gotten married yet" bit is what's crucial to this story

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It would be incorrect to say the photo had gone viral. It was only interesting because it was Shane. In the photo Shane was unsteady, clearly drunk, outside a club. The quality of the shot wasn't good enough for Ilya to make out the pink flush that must have been over his cheekbones, but his mouth was half open. The person coaxing him into the car had broad shoulders, his head turned away; there was only a glimpse of an ear, the rest unidentifiable.

No one would have called it incriminating. Shane Hollander, Metros captain, having a wild night out with the boys. The hockeysphere had mostly reacted with amusement. So Hollzy does know how to have fun. But Ilya looked at the stranger's fingertips pressed to the small of Shane's back and thought: this man is going to fuck him. There was no mistaking the intent. Ilya knew it with the certainty of a man who had been fucking Shane Hollander for ten years.

The thing was: it had been Shane who'd said, "You can."