However, it may involve engaging in a number of suspiciously illegal activities in order to revive your faith.
our church as inconspicuously as possible. (Hint: Jake's suitcase doesn't contain clothes.)
The iconography marked the way.
"Jess was here?" Sarah asked.
"I'd never defile property. I think Canice did that just to spite me," I said defensively.
"You'd probably leave a quote, not your name," said Sonja. "No, wait, you wouldn't leave a quote. You'd leave a question behind."
It's scary how well some people can have you pinned.
The view of Toronto from the 18th floor.
With flash. (Okay, I think I've expressed my point about the limitations of my camera now.)
Pierre, Jake, Caroline, Chris Miller and Charles all performed. Chris Miller (who has the unfortunate problem of sharing his name with the newspaper editor that was partially responsible for the closing down of "i enjoy being a slut") was phenomenal. I'll try to get a link to his music in the very near future.
Charles closed the night by delivering his sermon.
(Whose your saviour? Mine's music.)