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all of the favorites congregated around the altar among them the lawyer, the car salesman, the Preacher stood taller than the others signifying if nothing else a good view of him to all there within this quorum of faithful men among them the banker, merchant, and undertaker, the Preacher said "bow your heads" and all did , along with those lower ranked in the pews And he incantated, or I seemed to hear invoking a deity or superpower or god might have been, especially casting his powers on those nearest who, coincidentally had begotten the most money lately from the gathering , the smoke arose near and around , and the Preacher rose his voice, the tension mounting the cathedral held it's collective breath the maiden hidden behind the preacher in the Baptismal font, awoke got up like life from death, walked step by step to a box, near about the Hypotenuse of the arc of the cathedral climbed in the box and her head showed out one end her feet the other, then the Preacher the car salesman, and the Lawyer took a long bow saw from the pulpit handed it to the banker who in turn passed it to the merchant who in turn passed it to the undertaker who started to saw right straight through the middle, with eager thrusts, of that there box. And when the show ended , after all the gasps from the people in the pews, had subsided, and the undertaker was greedily covered in sweat, the girl got out of the box. They declared it a miracle.
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Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 5:11 PM UTC
a miracle
all of the favorites congregated around the altar among them the lawyer, the car salesman, the Preacher stood taller than the others signifying if nothing else a good view of him to all there within this quorum of faithful men among them the banker, merchant, and undertaker, the Preacher said "bow your heads" and all did , along with those lower ranked in the pews And he incantated, or I seemed to hear invoking a deity or superpower or god might have been, especially casting his powers on those nearest who, coincidentally had begotten the most money lately from the gathering , the smoke arose near and around , and the Preacher rose his voice, the tension mounting the cathedral held it's collective breath the maiden hidden behind the preacher in the Baptismal font, awoke got up like life from death, walked step by step to a box, near about the Hypotenuse of the arc of the cathedral climbed in the box and her head showed out one end her feet the other, then the Preacher the car salesman, and the Lawyer took a long bow saw from the pulpit handed it to the banker who in turn passed it to the merchant who in turn passed it to the undertaker who started to saw right straight through the middle, with eager thrusts, of that there box. And when the show ended , after all the gasps from the people in the pews, had subsided, and the undertaker was greedily covered in sweat, the girl got out of the box. They declared it a miracle.
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Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 5:11 PM UTC
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