You: Street preacher, ragged white t-shirt, jeans, shrill voice, obnoxious megaphone. Screaming damnation and brimstone at the metro-bound commuters. Your rhetoric was smooth and polished like a stone worn under water; your steely eyes boring a hole in me from a distance.
Me: Metro-bound pedestrian without a care in the world, nice pants, messenger bag, iPod. My ears could just barely make you out underneath the cone of silence that is my Bose Headphones. Instead of your ranting, I got Mozart’s Requiem, movement six, Confutatis. Its brilliant fear-inspiring sonority far outweighs your meek shouting.
You can come hear it Friday night at 8 at The Falls Church (Episcopal) on Broad Street. Tickets are available at the door: $25 for general admission, $20 for students with ID.
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