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... me from Hell and am going to Heaven, passing through the Mortal World.
——Stendhal, "Red and Black"
The afterglow of the sunset brought a soft light, falling into St Martin’s Church through the colorful stained glass windows.
The air was filled with the mixed scents of candle smoke and the woody aroma accumulated over the years. In the prayer hall, far away from the bustling crowds of Trafalgar Square, an unknown drama was unfolding in a neglected area.
William Tur ...
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