Sermon on Bedford Avenue

And when I walked into the Charleston it was like the bartender raised his hands above his head and screamed:

BLESS YOU, my CHILDREN, my HIPSTER soul-seeking fruits of the earth that have ARRIVED! And may CHRIST BE in this PBR, and may the GOOD LORD JESUS BE in this free pizza, and behold, as I RAISE my hands with praise, I SING unto the dirty kids that WILLIAMSBURG is no WASTELAND, and that you will be SAVED by your trust fund, AMEN.

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