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Stranger On A Fence Post
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Divine Revelations, Angels, And Holy Coincidences
Pulling his coat tight against the bitter wind, the old man stopped at the crest of Blue Bank Hill, near Flemingsburg, Kentucky. Above him, the winter sky pinked with the first blush of dawn: a blush reflected in the snow all around him and in the treacherous ice beneath his feet.

