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Book Description by Greenfield McKenna Guilt stalks you like a wildebeest & hurts you like an innocent child on the cusp of knowledge. With a dagger it cuts your heart. With a comb it styles your hair into a tangle. Your only solution, such as it is, is to soften it. But how? What have you done to feel guilt? "Confess it to your priest," says a little girl who sells flowers on the dingy streets of Chinatown. She does not understand. You take her to an alley & show her the truth of life. More guilt. How to rid yourself of it? Go to the market for bread and put it in the basket of your soul. Eat the bread of life & it absorbs the guilt like so much half-and-half cut with water. It is your only choice to Assuage the Guilt. |
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