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“Back on the ferry, I sip some vodka on the rocks and have a chat with God.

Me: (desperately) What the *&%$# am I going to do?

God:

Me: (surprised) Really? After all those Sundays of being a back up singer for Jesus, you got nothing to say?

God:

Me: (humbly) Help me out here.”
― Lexis De Rothschild, The Cat Letters: A Tale of Longing, Adventure and True Love