We rode the metro for the first time last night. It saved an hour stuck in heavy traffic but we felt like sardines squozen in between hundreds of hot sweaty bodies.
The return trip was less crowded and we were able to make some contacts. The man who sat next to me had actually attended the church when he was 12 and had a friend who was a bishop. I shared part of the Book of Mormon with him. He said he had a copy in his house and would find it and read it.
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