The Church of Spilled Blood

It rained Saturday so James and I went to the Church of Spilled Blood. I accidentally swore. James reminded me that swearing in a church is not a good thing.

Later James and I went to another church. I wanted to take pictures of the people lining up to kiss an icon of the Virgin Mary. James reminded me that I cannot take pictures of God in action. I told him to take off his fluorescent orange religious patrol belt.

I didn’t take a picture.

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