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Oh, how thankful someone should be. How blessed they are, to have at least one person come and care. I spent 4 years laid up due to toxic mold exposure, I did not know this at the time, and neither did others. But not once did someone come, or call to see how I was doing! It would have even been nice to get scripture in the mail, from the church I was going to. But nothing, and when I did get back on my feet for a while. I was not caught up with the rest of the members, and would always seem to get there only when they were reviewing. This is how I knew I did not belong there, and I did not return. Plus it did not help, that the elder that did the sermons, I forget what we were talking about, but he asked me "If I saw a woman dressed in red, walking around at about 2 am in the morning...Wouldn't I not think she was a prostitute?" I gasped "No!" he asked "Why?" I told him "I lived in L.A., I can tell a prostitute when I see one...and it is not by the color of her dress, nor what time of night she was out!" All I knew, she could be coming back from a party...or got dropped off by a date, when she would not put out! I could see if he would have said "And she was approaching all kinds of different men, and dressed seductively!" than yes, I would have given it a thought...but still not avoid the fact, that she might have been sold into prostitution. So it stands on if she is there by choice!
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