THE KING:
Out of the Greenland into the Grey, City on the horizon.
Cherry and Chrome American car cruises past like a
long cool metal desert. Who’s that shadow at the wheel?,
he knows he’s King, holds all the time in the world between
the tips of his fingers, casually power steering.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Kings and the monuments men and scribble 🙂
Exactly what is it you save aside, besides love, for the next generation?