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Sometimes, tendencies make a man want to run as far as he can and as fast as he possibly can from himself, hoping somewhere along the way to escape his human frailty. A moral character deficiency he most certainly can do without burrowed itself like ticks into his personality.
For the strong, a firmness in a conviction against the depravity contrast the risk of personal loss. In others, an escape from prying eyes to indulge. Some stash it in a closet behind glass doors, attempting to conceal what’s been long concealed.
Then unexpectedly it slips into the open, and the uncertainty lurking behind the long-concealed is now a confirmation. There’s no point crying over spilled milk; now it’s about trying to glue the
shattered pieces of your life in hopes they turn into hairline cracks and fade away. Improprieties behind a forced-shut closet door are like trying to hide an elephant behind a ball. Secrecy spilled from the proverbial is like a bad habit that catches thirty seconds of fame at the most inopportune time. For Isaac, that thirty seconds felt like a lifetime.
Gaston D. Cox, a famous American writer, graduated from Irvine University College of Law and now lives in China. He fled the United States and came to China because of his wounds. First, he worked as an English teacher at Qiqihar University, then he transferred to Shanghai because he was not tolerant of the cold. He has been a university professor, legal adviser and medical representative for several years. Although a seven-foot man is a strong man, I have a delicate and sensitive heart. When I came to China, I was inspired and fell in love with writing. I published many books. The words are passionate and popular with many Chinese fans. His representative works include Cries of insanity, Aurea Mediocritas, Sounds of Silent, The Seventh Plague, and Life Cubed.
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