With a twitch in his eye that even I can spot from here, he flicks his hand toward the pews as if to tell me to sit, and had he not done that, I would have left. Instead, I walk quietly to the back row and rest against the hardwood. You’d really think after a thousand years of Christianity, they’d accommodate their believers a little better with softer seats.
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