Prayer and Domestic Futility
In Which I read the New York Times and become irritated
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This morning we are taking the train from the town we are in, Annemasse (named, I am convinced, according to the birthday greetings of Johnny Simmons, after me and the day of my birth), to Geneva in order to prostrate ourselves before the posterity of John Calvin. We are on the F…
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