In today’s On the Square , some loser named B.D. McClay is writing about deconsecrated churches:
A deconsecrated church is just a pile of stones, I guess, no different from any other. It’s not wrong to live or work or do business in that space, or sacrilegious; and yet, the space is too full of its past. I can never get used to them; I walked past a church that had been made into an apartment building every day for almost two years, and I never did stop feeling a little surprised.
Read the rest here , if you want to. But personally , I think she should just get over herself.
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