I regret to inform you that you failed as a politician in Birmingham AL. But you're not a politician. You are a Rock Star. Don't you ever run for political office, Grace. Your place in the world is to play guitar.
You're damned right I care about your safety. But I'm not there to keep you on a leash, so please keep yourself on a leash. All it takes is ONE traumatic experience, ONE mistake, and you'll never be the same again. Don't think the experience is necessary to create. True creation is from God, everything else is selfish human shit. So please be a pampered pussycat and keep away from risk. You don't need it, and I love you.
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