Noir4Life

She walked through my Instagram feed like a tigress walks into a Burmese orphanage — strawberry blonde and legs for hours. No dame her age could afford a photo like that, and the kinda filter she used gave me a good idea how she got it. “Ansel?" I asked. She smiled as she leaned over and snapped a selfie. She had bad news written on her like October of 29.

alexkcd about Nova.