In the confines of a monastery
February 1st 2012 As I sit in the confines of a tiny monastery, my feet playing in the sun whilst the rest of me resides safely from the harmful rays in the shade of a wooden veranda I make loosely connected conversation with an amiable nun dressed in dashing baby pink. Both armed with different editions of the LP phrase book we delve in to each other’s lives. I learn that she is 45 but looks early thirties, she
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