Funny enough, he has owned the portion he wants to set up his church, the floor swept and the place decorated. You dare not got there or cross-over to the side.
Every morning, the madman faces the east and kneels down to pray with his hands up to the sky. Eye witness say this has been his regular mantra.
Who knows, maybe the next time you pass by, don't be surprised if you see a huge congregation.
Lol, wonder shall never cease. Endtime!!!!
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