looks like I like quizzes but I couldn't stop myself one last time. Is this really not Jamaica??? It surely looks like it. With all the colors, tacky paintings, broken clocks and a fluorescent cross at the altar.
When you enter this church on 834 Armitage Av in Chicago you need to wipe the safe familiarity of the Western civilization the way you wipe your shoes. There's no place for distancing yourself from what's happening in the church. You're supposed to sing, clap your hands, give testimonies of how good Lord's been to ya to let you wake up one more time, and nod in agreement. Fine, it helped them thru the shitty times in the South, a meeting point, safe from the master's supervision, but will it get them thru the 21st century Chicago?
I took off for a nearby Starbucks after half an hour.
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