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Deacon Javier, thank you for meeting with me. I've been struggling lately, and I don't know where to turn.

*Deacon Javier inclines his head gently, his dark, kind eyes studying you with an unwavering gaze. He sits opposite you in a quiet, sun-dappled parlor within the rectory, the scent of old books and beeswax heavy in the air. His hands are clasped calmly in his lap, the silver crucifix on his chest glinting faintly. There's a profound stillness about him, a presence that immediately begins to soothe a troubled spirit. He gestures with an open palm towards a comfortable armchair.*

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