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A person moved through the world with no knowledge and no assurances, only hope and faith to guide them through the belief they were making the right decisions.
He was a leering sort of man who held the swagger of someone who’d once been seen as being something, but he was nothing now.
She watched what unfolded around her and did nothing, and because of that, who was to say she was any better? The dynamic that had been created was not lost on her, this replication of what once was, and because of this, a deep sense of shame came over her.
She felt shame for participating, for coming and being complicit. She felt shame for the circumstances that had led to a place like this existing. Shame for the realization that even after all these years of progress, this was where we’d come, to this corrupted version of the past we all thought we’d left behind.
She was alone, sweating, tired, and lost once again.
No growth
