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After working in Utah - I kind of missed the place - when I would see the Morman kids in my NYC neighborhood I would stop and ask them where they were from. They were surprised and happy to talk about home to say the least. As soon as the conversation would turn, I would beg off and go on my way..
As for as people knocking on my door or preaching in the subway - I really don't care as long as they dont bite.
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