But after the first time in the first motel with the first woman you regretted deeply your faithlessness.
It had been a true summer of pain for you...
But God helped you through it all, as the drunken prophesies of the sun-addled homeless woman drinking mouthwash on the street had foreseen.
The one climbing into the pickup truck is no more than fifteen...
But the driver might die the worst manner of death possible for his impending sin.
Father naming momma a fat whale and beaching her good all over the bathroom floor...
But ancient peoples believed manatees to be mermaids, beautiful and bewitching and eternal.
You recoiled involuntarily as you passed the man of foreign descent on the midnight street...
But no one had noticed. You’re still a good person.
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