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Mar 2018
The sun beats down on the back of your neck, the road steams in front of you. You drink water trying to get relief, but it just steams off of you. It is so hot that you cannot even sweat, under a burning summer sun. If you think this is hot, won't hell be a lot of fun.
There are 5 major religions each with their own version of purgatory. Just a thought in case you are offended by this work. That covers nearly 5 billion people folks.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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