Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and ye — Neil Gaiman, American Gods
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Shadow was a couple of a hundred yards away from his motel, and he walked there, breathing the cold air, past red and yellow and blue lights advertising every kind of fast food a man could imagine, as long as it was a hamburger.

— Neil Gaiman, American Gods
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