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Dozens of candles still burned in red glass votives next to a window on the west wall. These lit a glow into the portraiture of the nativity etched into the stained glass.
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I have invaded your privacy--
the privacy of the dead.
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Gravity? What does that have to do with writing or with this improbable tether of blue marbles?
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