There's a bit of Judas Iscariot in all of us. The unstoppable lure of betraying the one we love and trust most; in the delirious belief that the betrayal-which we convince ourselves, is no betrayal at all-will provoke him to reveal his messianic self and redeem us.
Often, for less, much less, than thirty pieces of silver.
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And those few pieces of silver proved too meager for sustenance
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