Can a person for whom you have no emotional attachment to, make you feel good? It happens sometimes. It happened to me this morning. But there’s a dark lining on every silver cloud; and I foresee a disastrous day ahead. I cannot deal with a bunch of loud, cackling women. I retreat into a shell and look desperately for salvation or redemption. But God does not save or redeem the harlot. Even the beast has more hope than the tramp.

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