Lately some bible-girls in long skirts love to ring at my door about once a week and everytime they tell me that they had the impression that I was really interested when they gave me their flyer (I once took it in a desperate effort to get rid of them faster – what a mistake!) and now they want to talk about God with me. Everytime again I answer them that I am not interested in chatting, everytime they seem to be extremly dissapointed, like their best friend just let them down and everytime I am more and more annoyed.
After I was leaving the house yesterday right in time to escape a new attack of them who were just ringing at my neighbors door, i saw that pieta paste-up at the S-Bahn station. Slowly but surely I feel persecutory delusions creeping up…

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