I was sitting in a crowded room, full of mostly post-menopausal women. We were listening to a woman named Dr. Adonna Otwell preach to us. She started to play a song that went like this: "The presence of the Lord is here, You can feel it in the atmosphere...". A white haired old man wrapped in a sheet, like a toga, came out and started walking around slowly. He put his hands on some of the
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