
I love old churches.
The smells, the old wood etc. are the things that pull my heart strings. My dad was a Protestant minister, and I was always getting dragged out to his buddy’s churches, and I developed a love for the old buildings. While I’m not overly religious (let’s just say I’m spiritual and not into organized religion), I still have an affection for the old buildings.
A few years ago in a quaint village near my house in
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That would have been a nice idea!
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