Youqim, a Syrian Orthodox monk. We joked every day about who was more humble. I never saw his hair. Seemed like a waste to a bald guy.
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The continuing saga of Bob, Renita, Hannah, and Noah-- four ordinary Americans trying to figure out what Dancin' with the One Whut Brung 'Em means. Currently, it means being servants to the people of Liberia, and being served in return. What does that look like? Pay attention and find out with them!
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