"To read of human depravity in the police reports is one thing, to see it fall like a black shadow across one's life is another."
"As I enter on the path of happiness, I scatter the dregs and shreds and clippings of the past behind me. I divest myself of all the crapulous years."
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Source: William John Locke (19??). “The Belovd Vagabond”, p.207, Library of Alexandria
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