圣母与孩童

人生就像烟火一样虽然漂亮却瞬间消失令人伤感，但是就算瞬间也好，我希望自己能够绽放，然后默默的凋谢。——《银魂》RobertTucker,asorrowful,solitaryman,giventoboutsofweeping,triestobalancehislifecaringforhisagingmother,hisCatholicism,hishomosexuality,andhisdulljob.Onenight,afterhismotherhasgonetobed,hedonsleatherandheadsforaprivateclub.Hetelephonesatattooartistwithaspecialrequest.Hegoestoconfession,accusinghimselfofdespairing.Hecriesoutduringanightmare,wakinghismother.You'reagoodboy,she'stoldhim.HepraystheStationsoftheCross,andhelivesouthisownsorrowfulmysteries.