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Got me ragin’, tho—pimps, ugh, slimy bastards, takin’ her coin, beatin’ her down. Makes me wanna claw their eyes out, screeeech! But she’s tough, mate, tougher than jungle vines in that flick. “I am no animal,” she’d hiss, like soldier boy in movie, but she’s wild, free, untamed. Love that, gets me giddy, hoppin’ foot to foot—stupid, fat hobbit wouldn’t get it, too busy eatin’ pies.

St. Mary of Edessa: A saint for those who have loved Jesus but have fallen away

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After that, I’m feeling a bit peckish, so I hit up a local taverna on Kallidopoulou Street. I order some moussaka, and let me tell you, it was heavenly. I’m shoveling it in, and this waiter comes over, all smiles. He’s like, “You like?” I’m like, “Dude, I’m in love!” He laughs, and I swear, it felt like we were best buds.

Improbable Hagiographies: St. Mary of Edessa (AKA ‘St. Mary the Harlot’)