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Paul's first fax to the Thessalonians

Another show was over,
the twenty-seventh on the Galilean tour.
Peter and James were loading the gear.

Do we always have to use your Dad’s van?
Nathaniel asked Andrew.
It stinks of fish.

These outdoor gigs are getting me down
said John.
Five thousand people and no creche facilities.

We need something in the contract about the catering
muttered James,
dumping another basket of leftover bread rolls.
And a bigger PA system.

I’m doubtful
said Thomas.

It’d be tax deductable
said Matthew.

Well I’m not too keen
said Simon (the Zealot). 

It’s no problem,
I can fix a loan
said Judas,
reaching for his mobile phone.