on this fine december morn, i woke up at the crack of dawn to take a trip to saint bills in order to participate in some paid labor. i walked into father reardon hall just as i would any other day and sat down to imbibe my morning hot chocolate. the day progessed as usual, putting up christmas decor in the church, taking adequate breaks, inhaling
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