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... ith the history lesson, the Bishop brought me to the back of the house. It looked like an ordinary yard fenced with a stone cliff, but I knew there must be a path to the church somewhere. It wasn’t on the cliff, however.
On one side of the yard, there was a clutter of mundane backyard stuff like a set of wooden picnic tables and chairs, as well as an outdoor stove that made me want to have a barbecue party. A few steps away, there was a well with a washing section attached to it, and whe ...
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