If you can also guess who took the picture, you just might win a signed copy of the book because my stepmom works with his publisher. Reply in the comments.

(Click for a bigger picture) If nobody knows, I'll post the reply in here in one week.
I’ve always thought that it was like a fresh croissant: freezing it destroys the texture and flavour of it. He doesn’t need me to record anything. He can say it again anytime he pleases. I will never trade his voice for the recollection of it. I aim to stay tuned, to stay tuned all the time. And I’m left thinking: Give us this hour our daily croissant?
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Okay well... I take it that my 6 billion readers have not recognised the Mount of Olives, photographed by Wim Wenders, or if they have, they were too busy to comment.
I love Wender's shot because there could be places like that in the rand on any cities. Nothing special to them. But that's where God chose to lay his head on s many occasions, not just holy thursday.
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