
excerpts from a boring man’s diary (#257)
On the train I was on, during the morning commute, was a man who spoke loudly, to myself and to everyone who could hear him, about what he perceived to be signs of dissolution and sin that would bring upon our civilization the wrath of the Almighty.
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