“They tore off my black, holy clothes. I heard but no longer understood the word of God.

I’d been outcast to the dim world of the night. I was among whores, pimps, and criminals, and I’d become a fugitive.

I found a place to live while working as bouncer at a nightclub. I also met a woman who put me in harms way and changed my life and passionately lead me to my destiny.

For some strange reason, even though I was a seminarian, I found comfort with a prostitute. And while I fought tirelessly for her freedom, I had to realize that it was she who was saving me.

But to no avail. Where crime swells, mercy floods.”

Laszlo Malota