If only all those things went together. So within two days I was at a convent and a monestary and made new monk and nun friends. Except I decided that I didn't really want my monk friends, because they were old, boring, smelled funny, had no sense of humor and lots of nose hair. So I'll start somewhat back at the beginning... a guy at the university who works at the library and helped me with some research, Sham, was really intent on taking me to the monestary. Normally, I wouldn't really be that keen on the idea, but Mount St. Benedict, the monestary was highly recommended by my handy little guide book, so I decided to take him up on the offer. Sham however, was determined to have me have long meetings with all the
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