Aside

I am casually browsing, chatting, shopping.

I hear loud voices,

A skirmish.

I stop.

A man comes into the temple

overturning tables,

driving them all out,

yelling

“stop making my Father’s house a marketplace.”

I run. I hide. I wonder.

Who is this man?

This man who has the power.

This man who comes into the temple like such.

This man who claims this belongs to his Father?

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