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Undertown. You maybe don’t remember it. Your clothes don’t smell of it. Of the filth, the rot. The stinking hell of vapor and grime. The warren of hovels and the millions of us starving in them, defending whatever pathetic collection of things we call ‘ours’—sometimes to the death, yet still doing little more than waiting to die. ↗
Our contemporary Western society, in spite of its material, intellectual and political progress, is increasingly less conducive to mental health, and tends to undermine the inner security, happiness, reason and the capacity for love in the individual; it tends to turn him into an automaton who pays for his human failure with increasing mental sickness, and with despair hidden under a frantic drive for work and so called pleasure. ↗
Our contemnporary Western society,inspite of its material, intellectual and political proigress is increasibngly less conducive to mental health, and tends to undermine the inner security, happiness, reason and the capacity for love in the individual; it tends to turn him into an automaton who pays for his humzn failure with increasing mental sickness, and with derspair hidden under a frantic drive for work and so called pleasure. ↗
You’re going to castrate them if they give me a sideways glance?” He looked at the ground. “I’m not bringing you to the safest place and you’re beautiful, so I needed to warn them.” “I’m beautiful?” I repeated trying not to smile. “Don’t let it go to your head, darling.” He said holding his hand out for me. “You’re not too bad yourself.” “I know. I saw the way you stared at me when I took my shirt off.” Hunter said. ↗
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I would rather never make a penny on book sales and know that many had derived some fair pleasure from my writing, than to know that very few had ever taken a chance on my work. I certainly won't last forever, but I'd love to think that my imagination will continue to surface in the minds of others. ↗
I made so many promises when I arrived here. Now I'm not so sure. Now I'm worried. Now my mind is a traitor because my thoughts crawl out of bed every morning with darting eyes and sweating palms and nervous giggles that sit in my chest, build in my chest, threaten to burst through my chest, and the pressure is tightening and tightening and tightening Life around here isn't what I expected it to be. ↗
