07/28/2011. 1289. I had lunch at a Chinese restaurant I hadn't been to before. I ordered, sat down, and put out a Chinese copy and an English copy of the Book of Mormon on the table. When the cashier guy brought out my meal, I asked if he still liked to read Chinese, and he said yes. I offered him the Chinese Book of Mormon, but he politely declined, saying his family was Buddhist.
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