It’s Sunday night and yet again I’m at a coffee shop.  A few feet away at the tables to my left, right, and the one directly behind me, are groups of people studying the pages of their bibles.  In front of me are two tables of people having conversations with each other over lattes and frappuccinos.  Over in the corner, there’s a girl sitting below two large panes of glass that let the red and white lights of the city train illuminate the darkness in the background as her boyfriend snaps another picture with his camera.  The two girls on my right now have their heads down in prayer while one reads from a devotional book.  Taipei may technically be a part of the Far East, but at times it’s as Western as any other city I’ve visited on this trip.

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