Like James Donovan, our moral compass can move us to action.
David Olimpio wanted to be a spy when he grew up. Now he’s glad he left violent games in boyhood, and worries about the men who did not.
An excerpt from a novel of sex trafficking and justice in Southeast Asia, by K. R. Dial, advocate of the International Justice Mission.
Flavorwire is featuring a series of photographs of spies—East German STASI spies, to be exact—playing dress up.
Not Not Mad Spy NoSpy boyMeClose butSchizophrenia got in way Sing I kill bad, badBanditsNo more Me be mad spyCompare to blank December
Chapter 3We were in downtown Istanbul, spies pinging all among whores and prostitutes for 29.95. I had one, maybe two; the government frowns upon federal fornication in Istanbul.Still don’t have a plot. Maybe a murder mystery. Fuck this spy shit. I’m all baked potato and the sun has not yet risen like as Hemingway said. …