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
they are not quite outcast
person
I may be poor but I make it a point to strive harder. I may be poor financially but not in wisdom. I dream of being rich one day.
What makes you unclean?  My skin.   Everyone has cast me out. They spit on me.  I shouldn't even be in this town, but I've had enough.  I can't take the isolation and the torture. Well fret not. The church has room for everyone. You see that row at the back. It is there for those such as yourself. I knew I could count on the church to accept me.  I will wear this bag of herbs to keep the stench of my rotting flesh from offending others.  What is your business at the church? I am here for the service of course. In this village if you don't attend it is frowned upon. Well I expect attendance to go way down when they find out I'm here.  I'm thinking of just marching right into town square and bathing in the town well.  I feel like everyone needs to feel my wrath. Well I don't think bathing in the town well is a great idea if you want to be accepted. Perhaps you could try visiting the town doctor for a salve. I don't know of a doctor that would treat me in my condition. Do you? Yeah Doc Hodges would help you. He often offers his services for free to the downtrodden. Could you take me to him?  Anything that could help me! I can't go anywhere right now, but perhaps after the service I could show you the way. Don't mind me, I'll just let my wounds air out.  I'm sure that will shorten the service quite a bit.