He turned his back on us to embrace our enemies.

They no longer recognized one another across the vast distance of the great political divide.

The world, like a depressing foreign art film, was dragging itself across the finish line of a very unhappy ending, Warren thought. 

The cult of celeberity overshadowed all.

He was rich in spirit but poor as hell.

Lost in a roiling sea of her own making, Lara knew the weight of her past would eventually drown her.

The stink of dirty money clung to him like grease on a fast-food worker's uniform.