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"The Agnes Story" by Tony Campolo
Jetlag can be brutal, and Tony Campolo had just arrived in Hawaii; he was hungry and he couldn’t sleep. It was 3:00 a.m., though, and the only place open was a grungy dive in an alley in downtown Waikiki. As Tony sat there at the counter munching on his donut and sipping his coffee, in walked eight or nine prostitutes just finished with their night ( Read more... ) -
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I was a middle son between two wayward ones, I was more deserving of my parent's love. I had an angel's smile hiding a vulture's bite, I had no use for Your redeeming blood ( Read more... )
