Because why are we still calling it a walk of shame anyway? Oh right, because people are terrible. Let’s see just how terrible people were this week! (As usual, trigger warnings for pretty much everything apply.)
A homeless guy comes into a pawn shop with a mud-caked suitcase. He wants at least four dollars for it, but the shop owner won’t give him anything. He cracks it open and there’s a gooey, disgusting corpse. He lowers his request to fifty cents.
Every one of us has one. A reason we don’t talk about what happened to us. That perfectly phrased question that could shatter our reconstructed lives.