Trafika Europe 7 - Ukrainian Prayer

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guys,” Kocha said. “Our guys hook them up with Chinese- made bathroom fixtures, they take them across the border, repackage them in Rostov, and then ship them out to China, passing them off as Italian-made. Remember, Herman, business and faith go hand in hand.” “Sure.” “They come to our services sometimes, take some of our pamphlets, donate some money to our church. But it’s not just about that the “Of course. We have to spread God’s word. Who else should we be spreading it to? Why not them?” “What sort of creeddoes their presbyter preach, anyway?” “None that I know of, he just does things his own way. All that matters is that you’re at peace with yourself … money.” “Really?”

and that you keep your feet warm,” Kocha said, tucking his ailing body underneath the blanket. They came by to pick me up early Saturday morning. I put on Kocha’s dark blue suit, laced up a pair of worn boots, and hopped in the car. If I had known from the get-go how the trip was going to play out, I probably would have been a bit more cautious. But who could have guessed how it was all going to go down, and what kind of trouble we were going to get ourselves into? When you’re taking life by the horns you don’t really think about the consequences of your actions. _____

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