March 19, 2009. Day Seventy-eight. Thursday. I was in the parking lot of the grocery store with my son and I got into a conversation with the man parked right next to me. We talked about his eternity and I left him with a tract.
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I went to go visit one Marlowe's contacts, Lewis, a Chinese young man. He was not home, but I spoke to his mother, who did not speak much English.
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