On Trying To Get In: Standing in the precincts of the Fortress to gaze at the windows of His prison cell
It was as if there were a moat around the apartments and we couldn't get across. The front door was locked, there was no buzzer to let us in, we didn't have Kim's cell phone, and Kim's pre-pilgrmage party was already underway. We could see the friends seated inside through the bay windows of the historic Tacoma apartment building, but we couldn't get in. Bonita looked forlorn as she stared up at the windows, reminiscent of a believerr who came within "the precincts of the Fortress to gaze at the windows of [Baha'u'llah's] prison cell" in Acca. -gw
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