For a moment, she thought it natural in a way seeing a plane fall from the sky can seem natural, too. The horror comes later.
You see pictures of Buddha and he__ sitting, reclining, at peace. The Hindus have their twelve-armed elephant god, who also seems so content but not powerless. But leave it to Christians to have a dead and bloody man nailed to a cross.
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You see pictures of Buddha and he__ sitting, reclining, at peace. The Hindus have their twelve-armed elephant god, who also seems so content but not powerless. But leave it to Christians to have a dead and bloody man nailed to a cross.
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