Darkness. Ah, how I love you... You see, me and darkness go practically hand in hand. Half my life I’ve been shrouded in its cold, dark embrace. From childhood, I was forced to hug the wet and musty walls in fear. Most guys and gals feared the dark, I took solace in it. Being among the shadows meant safety from the thugs around me. I didn’t have to worry about being killed, robbed or both. I know what you are thinking, what a nice place the rear sector of Belaham must have been for a growing boy. But no, the shadows truly were the only gem in that place. — — — — — — “Jobs?”