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Marissa

Marissa is a young and cool prostitute in my book series, or more correctly, was one.
Master Brennt has an idiotic face... it's so hard to create a proper male face, I'm more used to draw females, this, since I was little. 

I remember a time ago, when I met this dude from Nigeria (I think), he was cool, but he did have a murky past. I believe he was selling drugs or something, and he just recently "met Jesus" , and he was trying to change his life (so common in former drug addicts and dealers). He invited me to his bible study group. I went there, and everybody was brainwashed. It's funny how the pastor was trying to convince these african americans to join in. He was using rap, and they even got a small but nice place to record music. I remember that we were discussing about homosexuals, and the fear that causes to religious groups. The one and only girl in there, was saying something like homosexuality was a choice, and a sinful one. I have always believed that you are born with a liking to the opposite sex or your own sex (or maybe none at all); however, she really thought that it was possible to reverse it (and maybe it will be possible in a near future), but she thought that it could be reversed with a strong will and the power of Jesus Christ... usual religious propaganda.

It has nothing to do with races and culture, here in Mexico I have a cousin who thinks that homosexuality is a disease, and beware! you could get it yourself! Who puts those kind of thoughts into their silly brains? it's religion my friends.

Marissa is wearing a Melliatz necklace, the Sun God. Religion is very important in my book, the Empire of the Sun is basically the Spanish empire of antique, you know, bunch of religious, irrational, motherfuckers.

Next time, this strange author will talk to you about prostitutes and the time when I get in bed with some... It was... really not that awesome





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