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Burnout: The Catholic Worker’s Reality in 3 Microstories

She stumbled across the room, her hang-dog eyes swollen from heavy drinking the night before or, hell, that day for that matter. "Hey," she slurred, the liquor rolling off her in waves so pungent I could name the brand of whiskey she'd been drinking. I raised my eyebrows in a question. "You know, you're getting… Continue reading Burnout: The Catholic Worker’s Reality in 3 Microstories