Inside the Church is the Back Row seat.  It is reserved for all who wish to mingle and have the status of the rest of the congregation but they do not.  They are not quite outcast, but they must wait for the proper respect of the rest.  In front of the painted black row seats are the rich mahogany sets.
Inside Church Back Row, Inside Church
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person
I am a sick person.  I have been sick for two days.  It is hard to eat.  I am cold.  I am waiting for the doctor to visit me.
At least you know by which ailment you suffer, I couldn't be more sick yet the affliction I have has no name. You poor soul. God knows your alignment, my child. From what symptoms do you suffer? Well I can hardly eat, and I'm freezing constantly. The doctor is to visit me soon, I only hope it's not that black death every one else is getting. Black Death, you say? That sounds horrible. We do not have that in my country. Perhaps you sinned and God is punishing you? Have you read His word? I barely trust in his word these days, is that what you attribute your affliction to? Your sins? We are all sinners. The flesh is weak. Look at mine- it's falling off! But here, take this Bible. Read His word and you will be saved. I don't need this, I've been forsaken. You have too. It's time you realize that. NO! You know not of what you speak! I do! Look at you! Your skin is falling to pieces, this is what your god wants of you. While he rewards those that need no more reward! I feel your anger and I pity you. I hope that pone day you will repent. I've nothing to repent for. You poor, poor misguided sinner.