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I weep.
She sniffed. “This world depresses me. I thought we were living in an age of ideals. If the Catholics aren’t cutting out tongues, who do we have left to rely on?”
Crying 🤣
“You haven’t gone too wild on me, have you, Mary?” “Nothing very shameful. A party after a successful play is all. And he taught me how to play cards. At his club. I was dressed as a man.”
Mary is the ideal
