Excellent! Read it in his voice

“...much like the man who had two doors to choose from; hiding either his beloved lady waiting for his embrace or a tiger ready to strike him down” With respect to Mr. Herzog, wasn’t the lady behind the door an acquaintance in that story? His “beloved lady” was in the crowd, no?

Like the man chained in Plato's cave. Does the Fortnie player even know what free is? or just the shadow of free to play

I volunteer to perform an amateur impersonation and reading of this article.

Ok