I stumbled across the Church of
Scientology a block off Times Square.  
Of course, given my curious and
mischievous nature, I went in to see
what the score was.  I had hoped to hear
a sales pitch.  I got that and a video,
plus the option to buy some of their
books.  I tried asking prodding
questions to hear their responses, and
they seemed to genuinely believe
whatever it was that was flying out of
their mouths.  I was taking a piss, but
they seemed to drink it up.  
Carnegie Hall up by Central Park.
Central Park
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