I am sweating through my good dress, the cold air hits me with its familiar incense smell. I am sort of blind from the sun as I walk inside….
Christ, Ow, Fuck?
I hit the side of my hip so hard on something, a brass vase?
WHY AM I BEING PUNISHED LIKE THIS?
I scream louder inside my head as I toss some holy water on my face and genuflect.
I squeeze into the …
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