Some YouT vetting system being brought in here and elsewhere in order to protect youngsters especially from harmful content. (To yesterday’s news that schools in Queensland had banned phones in class, Gab replied in his usual curt way, King Canute, which forced some googling for reminder.) The thought this morning footing over the grass patches at the Haig—which Li likewise sought to tread rather than the concrete paths—the better class of artful porn only served to drive home further for Li and others like her the woeful thoughts of deprivation being denied such ravishment. What would Auntie Helen know of all that passionate nights delivered? Wan Ling, Maureen, Doreen; or on the male side Calvin, Busker Rahim, Cabbie Cha, to name only a few in the immediate neighbourhood. Like the cloistered nuns of old, the earlier generation might have been the better for their ignorance. Now viewing these scenes—there must exist artful re-enactments that send the mind tripping—would only serve to cast the bereft into deeper spirals of depression.
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