The first time I met Boss Lady we went to Old Town Albuquerque, a tourist trap with plenty of bars. As we were walking along the street I suddenly noticed the building to my right. I stopped, handed her my wallet and the keys to the rental, and then stepped on the sanctified grounds.
Nothing. I didn't burst into flames. I took my stuff back and we proceeded on.
"Yeah, there is no god."
Nothing. I didn't burst into flames. I took my stuff back and we proceeded on.
"Yeah, there is no god."