On my running route this morning, I abruptly ran into an unexpected yet highly distinct wall of smell that lasted for approximately 10 yards. After only a moment’s contemplation, I was able to pinpoint it as that of a herd of octogenarians decked out in their starched Sunday best shuffling toward the the center seats in the front pew 43 minutes before the pastor’s service begins.
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