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This was when he first suspected that the kindly child-loving God extolled by his headmistress might not exist. As it turned out, most major world events suggested the same. But for Theo__ sincerely godless generation, the question hasn__ come up. No one in his bright, plate-glass, forward-looking school ever asked him to pray, or sing an impenetrable cheery hymn. There__ no entity for him to doubt. His initiation, in front of the TV, before the dissolving towers, was intense but he adapted quickly. These days he scans the papers for fresh developments the way he might a listings magazine. As long as there__ nothing new, his mind is free. International terror, security cordons, preparations for war _ these represent the steady state, the weather. Emerging into adult consciousness, this is the world he finds.
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This was when he first suspected that the kindly child-loving God extolled by his headmistress might not exist. As it turned out, most major world events suggested the same. But for Theo__ sincerely godless generation, the question hasn__ come up. No one in his bright, plate-glass, forward-looking school ever asked him to pray, or sing an impenetrable cheery hymn. There__ no entity for him to doubt. His initiation, in front of the TV, before the dissolving towers, was intense but he adapted quickly. These days he scans the papers for fresh developments the way he might a listings magazine. As long as there__ nothing new, his mind is free. International terror, security cordons, preparations for war _ these represent the steady state, the weather. Emerging into adult consciousness, this is the world he finds.

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