when the old man intercepted a letter being sent out by mother (to another man, probably stating how awful it was being stuck with the guy, and us kids [guess what the old man doesn't care much more about the kids; he's, also, looking out for numero uno, mainly] {'a match made in heaven'!}), all that I can really recall is being led around, probably sticking as close to the very polluted through-fares as possible without risking immediate bodily injury, and walking on the shady side of the street when it was cold, and the sunny side of the street when it was hot. They were children like I've described, back in something like '95, and people think that now they act like responsible adults? Laughable!!!!!! Hey, money talks though, doesn't it? Often much louder than the common sense which, ostensibly, is lacked by me, and only me.
(Hey, the blind don't know their blind, and they would like to lead, so be careful that you aren't blinded by them.)
Hell, if someone were to actually take into consideration what I've been through, and decide it was not passed down to them from God that it was their responsibility to punish a child for their parents' sins, I imagine they would see that, the people accusing me of lacking sense, are in the process demonstrating the utter dearth of sensibility in their persons.
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