It is a sentiment I've expressed before and must express again: I do not deserve your friendship, less so now than I ever have. It has one I have held dear since the day we've met, but it is one that I've been so selfish to hold onto in the wake of my social ruin. Though I long to resume our friendship outside or writing, I know - and I'm sure you do, too - that it cannot be done. What sort of friend would I be if I allowed you to be seen with a woman that society assumes to be no better than a street-dwelling harlot, even if she is me?

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— MJ is MAGICAL —