09/04/2008. 1062. On the way home I stopped at a gas station that I hadn't been to in a long while. It's not too far from where I live. I bought some soda pop and the cashier spoke with an accent, so I asked if he spoke French. He did. He was from Benin (in Africa), and spoke English, French, Yoruba, Fon, and another language. We chatted a little, and he agreed to see the church's books in
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