The paths have been crossed The crumbs are gone and the way And the way is lost Melancholy phantoms eye our skins Poisoned apples falling with the wind Hear the sigh of the trees Those who enter here...
RYAN DUFFY: So not too long ago, we went and met with J.T. Ready to do a piece about border militias in Arizona. During our filming, it became apparent to us that J.T. was a complex and complicated...