Tonight on Yo Amo a Juan Querendón, a telenovela I surf through and have no idea what's going on, I see the male lead with his back to a baroque altar turn around and walk up the nave. He does not genuflect as he passes in front of the tabernacle and walks off screen.
A moment later I see one of the female leads praying in front of the same altar, the entire apse covered with gold presumably looted from the Aztecs. The music is the 2nd movement of Mozart's clarinet concerto. Immediately a Pavlovian response: stress reduction and inspiration.
I remember that I do not need to be lectured.
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