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What do you mean hell doesn’t exist? I replied. He told me that the Catholic Church invented it to placate poor people, so they’d think there are worse things than this life.
One day the boss asked Ernani, one of the laborers who worked with my dad, whether he spelled his name with an H. No, Ernani replied, H’s are for rich folks. What would we do with an H?
It’s strange that the tendency in this global world is to accentuate identities, picking the one that most marginalizes you - sexuality, race, disability. I’m struck by the way we all rush to join our particular group, emphasizing what makes us different from everyone else, in order to make us all the same.