We crested the lip of the prison, our “gifts” of prisoners in tow. A zeal in the eyes and movements…
My movements were not my own. My body, my mind, none of it was my own any longer. There was…
“We’ll have some of the grey stuff all around, Cookie!” I shouted walking into the mess hall. I clapped my…
It was all I could do to remain calm. I waited for a moment with the alarm blaring- trying to…
I thought it would be cold. It wasn’t. I thought It would be harder to swim. It wasn’t. I thought…
Those first few moments after the Furious Fathers went into the water were weird. A breath or two passes as…
So, after our multiple days at sea, and hearing Kipa tell that story about his home, I gotta say I…
One year ago, we released our first episode. It was an episode that we had recorded several months earlier, one…