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![]() | 'What makes you think you're protected from the devil'. I was not surprised. The feeling was in the air and once audible, somehow lost the edge. He said it, I heard it. Move on. Because I'm Irish, I replied. Because...just because. Then he asked to listen to the music in my head and I played violins, an orchestra of strings. I wanted to go then. I had seen the boat. I was tiring of these men. There was a moments indecision on their part, me alone, unknown, on a boat in a short dress and them, six men, surrounding me. I knew deep down, there would be nothing I could do, but i had faith. |