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This photo was taken on my first trip into Holy Land.
Cautiously moving through the sad tangle of Christian-theme-park reckage, I came upon this sign.
The bold lettering of the sign were such a harsh contrast to the dismal, nuetral colors of late November; a bloody red against a blind, white sky.
Around me, the broken homes of 'Little town of Bethlehelm' cowered in the snow.
I think I fell on the ice while taking this picture, sliding down the hill into a crumbling saint....