It's a pity that these young people had to discover the pain and dead-endedness of casual sex for themselves--not their teachers nor the Boomers will show signs of repentance, but here it is, a sign from a far country of someone who knows there's a better life than feeding on husks. Husks is an apt word for hookups with no end in sight other than the quick experience of biological sensation, lacking the rich personal commitment and self-giving of the marital commitment for the creation of permanent and life-giving union of man and woman. If it's not personal, it's merely biological, and man cannot live on biology alone.
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