of that day, March 24th, I preserve the memory of the powerful words of the Psalms ringing out across the square, so strong and essential that I felt I was hearing them for the first time that day. I found in that voice a non-aggressive certainty, a consciousness free from prejudice that we rarely encounter nowadays, and which harmonized well with the endless smiles of that day. Smiles everywhere, even after journeys that I imagine were laborious, even under a downpour that may have seemed a nuisance but actually created an unexpected happiness.