The Usual Corrections

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That should have read, 'I never saw Sister Marcella again after leaving the orphanage.' And (stomp right above me) I doubt whether the woman ever saw anything more in me than an obscenely horny young man. Booze does wonders for one's imagination.

Gassing continues to be light, a fact for which I am grateful - relatively speaking. I should probably describe my attitude in that regard as, 'less outraged,' not grateful.