“I wanted to confront her, to make her see the folly of her
religion, to change her diet, to help her spend less on makeup and other
nonessentials, to make her worship every biological moment she was
offered instead of some badly punctured deity. I also wanted to kiss her
for some reason, feel the life pulsing in those big Catholic lips,
remind myself of the primacy of the living animal, of my time amongst
the Romans.”
Saturday, February 28, 2026
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