[What is this? Looks like someone is having a little event. Saul is sitting by the banks of the river a short distance from his house, feet in the water, roasting freshly caught and cleaned fish over an open fire. The smile he gives the camera is a full and honest - no edge of menace there. Just a sunny smile, accompanied by a cheerful voice ( Read more... )

[The feed clicks on to the pretty, colorful pattern of dozens of shards of glass, in various colors, all scattered on a table. Saul sits next to the table, playing with the glinting pieces, making them clink and gleam. Deeply thoughtful, he moves between toying with the glass and making notes on sheet of paper, a list maybe. He muses out loud]The ( Read more... )