Don't be sorry! the canon said cheerfully. That was marvelous, really. JUST YOU WAIT, he said darkly to me. There is no way to be more alone in church than to linger there, after a Sunday service.
Remember that? Remember when what you did was a kind of statement ? I remember one of the AMEX guys telling me that resistance as exile was the ultimate judgment. I suspect that Mr. I parked my Volkswagen on Tan Lane, well away from Hurd's Church and the blinking yellow light at the intersection with Front Street. Dan Needham, occasionally, stares at me that way, too.
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