And as I lay in bed on my back... the most miraculous thing happened. I wanted to stop feeling sorry. Forever. Once and for all.
Emboldened to speak, a young and brave-hearted man leaves the safety of his mother’s arms and moves toward the king: I believe you are confused, king, the young one says. You have no entitlement. Is your lingam proof of ownership over every female body? I, poor king, am a man, but we are not of ...