Zipping past Pritchard Park in downtown Ashvegas, I was drawn in by some dreamy keyboard synth music and a bunch of suburban-looking white folk waving brilliant flags like mad. I listened to a couple of tunes, snapped some shots. I didn't stick around for the preachin', but from what I could pick up, these folks were singing about prohets and peace. Several folks sported marooon shirts with "Soteria" stitched on the left front over their hearts. Never heard of 'em, but they spiced up a Sunday afternoon downtown.
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