“By some amazing but vastly creative spiritual insight, the slave undertook the redemption of a religion that the master had profaned in his midst”
Albert Raboteau
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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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