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June 20, 2005

Tanya: Patience is a Virtue

Waiting. A mass of bodies, queued to get a single stamp on a single sheet of paper. Knowing that another endless, formless line comes after that. And another. And the stamp is only given if you can prove that your lesson has been learned.

More waiting, more torture. How does one prove that envy is departed, when one envies than man ahead who has received his stamp? How does he abandon anger, when the bureaucracy is enough to make him tear at his own flesh?

So this is purgatory? Had I known, I would've sinned sufficiently to go to hell.

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