"She wakes to the sound of breathing. The smaller children lie tangled beside her, their chests rising and falling under winter coats and wool blankets. A few feet away, their mother and father sleep near the mop bucket they use as a toilet. Two other children share a mattress by the rotting wall...
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Okay. You asked why I don't believe in God. These explanations could fill volumes, so I hope you'll forgive what must necessarily become dim paraphrases of large concepts. I will endeavor to do my best. Also, since you asked about my non-belief in God specifically, I'm not going to get into cr...
As a kid, I remember that my dad used an artificial sweetener on his cereal in the morning. It was a clear liquid that came in a little squeeze bottle and had the now-familiar NutraSweet "swirl" on it. It also came with a warning on the label - something about using too much of it. I was happy to le...