en route to one of lake michigan's beaches, i caught sight of the gorgeous illuminated stained glass windows of a church. i paused to snap a picture and some crackhead member of said church informed me that i wasn't at the beach, but trespassing. i wondered why their sign said "all are welcome," and wandered over to the beach. i cried a little because of the coldness of the man's heart but felt much closer to god at the foot of the waves than upon the sacred ground i was not welcome upon.
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