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Holy Mass in the Abortuary

March 6, 2015 K. V. Turley 0

Early one Sunday morning, having passed through London’s silent streets, I arrived at a sun-filled, deserted square. The building I was searching for came into view. Its imposing structure was empty now, abandoned, boarded up […]

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Walking with Chesterton

September 12, 2014 K. V. Turley 0

Just before 8 am, on July 30, 2014, I made my way to a church in Kensington, London. As I drew nearer I saw smoke rising, and, nearer still, found a young man puffing on […]

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Not a Christmas Carol

December 29, 2013 K. V. Turley 0

London is a strange place, and the longer one lives in its shadows the stranger it seems to become. Commuting home, we hardly notice those sitting or standing around us, our hands so full of […]