We don’t have work on Friday, 13 June 2003, instead of Thursday, 12 June 2003. It would give our local tourism a much-needed boost with a three-day weekend, Gloria declares. I’m not going anywhere far, but I think I’m going to take it to think things over.

I can’t believe how helpless I am with the situation. The push I was hoping that would come from the community we built didn’t materialize, and so we’re left here at the guillotine waiting for the verdict. This is probably how Oskar Schindler felt way back.

God help us all.

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