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whipp711
Guest
It’s been fulfilling to attend mass in Lourdes (French), Hanover (German), Kuala Lumpur (Chinese/English), Paris (French), Vatican (Italian), Aberdeen (Scottish…I think, couldn’t understand a word they said), Seinna (Tuscan Italian), and a mass in Louisana swamp rat country (unintelligable).
I still knew where I was during the mass. Always felt at home, except all did not have a band, banjos, kazoos, and electric guitars. The liturgy was there, and I felt at home.
I still knew where I was during the mass. Always felt at home, except all did not have a band, banjos, kazoos, and electric guitars. The liturgy was there, and I felt at home.