Fact: Last Christmas, as I was sitting around the tree with my family, laughing at some joke, stuffed with food, a girl not three years my elder was servicing 95 men.
That’s one man every 15 minutes.
Why?
Because she felt there was no other way to live.
How do I reconcile that?
Yesterday,
complaining my $40,000 a year education stole my hobbies.
The more I discover, the more I realize is left to discover.
The more I realize how much is left, the more I admire
balance:
guilt | activism
The two can be antonymic, you know.
And synonymous.
Mary's One Hundred 