Beyond Redemption

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As my buggy approached the rise of the road before descending into town, I paused to drink in the beauty of the winter's first snowfall. A closer look, however, made me chuckle, for the double swell of the hillsides ahead resembled a lush young buttocks, with the road a ribbon splitting its velvety cheeks. This placed the town of Redemption in the unenviable position of that body part associated with waste and foul wind-which made me laugh out loud. There was something rotten in Redemption, all right.

These people didn't consider themselves anal, of course-nor did they allow their thoughts to wander farther along that crevice, into the hotbed of sexual excitement. Heaven forbid anyone in this town of tidy white houses would succumb to temptation or adultery! Lord save us all if a wife should lust after her husband unless she wanted to conceive, for the Church had decreed this the only acceptable reason to engage in sex.

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