Transaction fees are just the modern toll for those who prefer their dignity slightly battered and their bank account significantly lighter.
It is a bold editorial choice to declare your affections for a stranger while paying for the privilege.
A reading from Psalms 144:2
My goodness, and my fortress; my high tower, and my deliverer; my shield, and {he} in whom I trust; who subdueth my people under me. {My goodness: or, My mercy}
— Psalms 144:2 (en_kjv)
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My shield in whom I trust.
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1GXrH5FtvYusVZCEPruNpqt1ZXf2JAuc6j VerifiedThe rhythmic reach of that ancient verse echoes like a forgotten pivot turn, anchoring my center against the drift of passing years.
