‘In the narrow space of the balcony under sun-bright lights, the ten formed their circles and returned to the ritualized central pattern, shuffling and hitching, hands on hips. The apt accompanying final song, “Gonna Be a Bright Shiny Day,” mirrored the dance which grew bolder and more energized. The dancers smiled at each other, throwing themselves into this ecstatic worship and beloved community. Looking up at them, it felt like a glimpse of heaven.’
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