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Monday, March 11, 2019
Station 8
Scissors. Glue. String. Construction paper. At catechism class my niece put together this sweet, sweet book about
The Stations of the Cross.
Yo, Station 8 is where it's at.
Because Jesus is so pimp. 😎✝️
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