A libertine catches me in the square, and a preacher catches me in the passage. Through television, newspapers and radio they break into my house. They are everywhere! Sin and Holiness. Church and erotica. Market. I want to eat. And not just eat. A priest won’t go to work in the field, and neither will a whore. I have a wallet, they have goods. The priest offers heavenly paradise, the whore – earthly. Competition. The whore turns me away from her competitor, the competitor turns me away from the whore. Pay for holiness. Pay for your sin. I want to buy Plutarch on sale, but they offer me “The Lives of the Dead” and “Sex under a Microscope.” Some whores wear a cross around their neck. Some priests watch porn on the sly. Both companies are hunting me. I do not desire either one or the other. But Plutarch does not. I'll go to the whore. Then to the temple - I will atone for sin.