Look at this man here.
Even in his insaneness, he roams about, carefree. He is dirty and looks scary, but will hardly think of putting poison in my food; and in his heart, he has nothing against me.
It is our sane friends that plan on evil against us. It is them that hate us. It is them that disappoint us. It is them that reveal our secrets.
How I wish this man could understand when I talk! He would have been my closest friend. After all, he has no friends to exchange words with: so my secrets would be safe...
Isaac Essoun
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