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"Right behind the pulpit was a reminder of why we were gathered here - a massive crucifix, flown in from a country I cannot remember, with the figure of the Saviour who was in agony as he bled...

The only challenge was that right now, the "Saviour" was looking at me with a big wide grin. As I watched with widening eyes, he slowly dislodged his legs from the nails, held in place only by his hands..."


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