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When walking through the dusty town of Le Havre I encountered a small white figurine of Jesus in one window. I thought him to be graceful and yet hidden behind years and years of neglect. The window had cracked and yet he stood there with complete poise. He symbolised for me the tunnel - where else do you know only one way? And yet where it leads is not where you thought it would lead - yes, there is light at the end of the tunnel but also a leap into water? I was amazed. These three things came together to form the altar of my mind.