Today I walked by a man on the corner who was handing out tiny green Bibles. "Would you like a copy of the New Testament?"
I waved my hand. "No thanks."
For a second, I felt like I was in the south again.
And then I saw another man dispensing Bibles on the next corner. I'm not sure how much success they were having.
This reminds me of how when I stayed at a Hilton this past summer, there was a copy of Conrad Hilton's book about founding his hotels or whatnot. Obviously I had alternative reading material. At least it wasn't Paris's "writing."
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I wonder if there's a national bible day/week or something, because the men with little green bibles were here last week also. They picked a really cold day, so I felt bad for them. What do NYC bible men look like? Iowa bible men wear suits and look like my granddad.
Basically the same. I wasn't paying too much attention, but they were wearing suits and were middle-aged perhaps, not so much granddad-ish. Hmm, National Little Green Bible Day?
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