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fandomtownies2008-05-08 09:50 am
Our Lady of Fandom, Thursday all day
The church smelled of coffee and donuts. Gabriel sat perched on a roof beam with a cup in his hand. Cat stared up at him, looking jealous, but that had nothing to do with the coffee. The beam was just too inaccessible for her.
[The church is open.]
[The church is open.]
