They stood in front of the gateway, the sign above read “Sat Nam” which meant I am truth. Of course skepticism was rampant these days, but everyone, even secretly, wanted to get on the sailboat of truths. It seemed the lid was off for all opinions, spoken loudly and with small strains of conviction. Many people closed off the media, the news, the dry statements of supposed facts inked in every form. The choice to close yourself off from the salt poured into wounds of hoped for truths, and deciding to quietly sulk.
The Bag Lady 
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