The travels connected to what I do for the salary I am paid took me back to the neighborhood where I went to school and then worked for 24 years and change, ending in 1999. Walking from the Trade Center to where I was supposed to be took me, almosty naturally, past what we have been told is now part of "hallowed ground."
I hate to be sacrilegious, or any more so than I have been in the past, but it did not look even as hallowed as it was when it looked like (but definitely was not based on the prices there) an outlet store for a coat company:
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In Biblical days, when someone felt the ground was "hallowed" they set up some stones. That was it!
Maybe if you add a few stones...
If we put stones there, some fool would come by and start throwing them at the police guarding the former coat store.
See, that would be desecration! ;)
One man's storefront is another man's church.
More hollowed than hallowed, methinks.
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