The doorbell went. Two Jehovah’s witnesses who want to talk to me about the Lord. While I try to explain that I really don’t need it, the Chihuahua shoots into the street along us. “He will come back by itself,” I hear one of the men say. A bit upset by the unexpected visit and the disappeared pet I hear myself asking: “Sorry, do you mean the dog or the Lord?”

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