Down in "the miry clay"
A few reflections after seeing the Oscar-nominated documentary "All the Beauty and the Bloodshed"
As I drive into Seattle sunshine on my way to work, I am listening to prayers sung with passion and longing, and I am haunted by the darkness I explored last night watching the documentary All the Beauty and the Bloodshed.
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