"Teething," my tuchus.
He's a zombie infant acquiring his taste for human flesh. That's the only logical explanation for the ravenous gnawing.
It starts with my thumb, but it will end in my cerebellum.
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New digs for ponderings about Levantine Christianity.
The interior of Saint Paul Melkite Greek Catholic Church, Harissa, Lebanon. I have decided to set up a Substack exploring Eastern Christi...
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Be reasonably civil. Ire alloyed with reason is fine. But slagging the host gets you the banhammer.