"Artists...are the real architects of change, and not the political legislators who implement change after the fact." — William S. Burroughs
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Sometimes what we call sin is just our weakness taking over the best of us. We lower our inhibition and enjoy the pleasure and when it's all over, blame it all on sin - our fatal weakness.
That was what Ben has been telling himself all this while, that he was weak. But in reality, that was just the bucket list from his subconscious coming to life.
Fine, he was not going to lie, the truth was that he had found Scarlett attractive, and the fact she hated his guts intrigued him further. Unlike the others who would scream his head off and fawn over him because he was "Franklin '' he preferred her who scowled and cursed him. The feeling was refreshing; knowing there was one person in the world who wasn't enthralled by his glamor.
