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the same old fixation, varying levels of guilt in regard to the abuse of a girl-child. Everyone was guilty, but some were more guilty than others. Someone the most guilty, someone else the least guilty. Girl-children were like conjunctions—characterless, and yet the whole basis by which sentences hung together.
I longed to never have to eat again.
This is a concept so alien to me I cannot fathom it. Highlights my lack of compassion and basic humanity as I'd look at such a condition with revulsion and perhaps even outright hostility .
