Christmas paradox

The quality of the music – especially the string section that comes in at the end – the rich beauty of the venue, the fact that all large cathedrals somehow resemble each other, is glorious. and then I remember that this cathedral environment, in which I would enjoy worshipping, is at least indirectly rich by reason of plundered wealth from the Indies that are also my heritage. Christmas morning paradox. but in the present, beautiful.

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