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(click image) JESUS, he's tall. Looks like yet another Jehovah Witness Watchtower pamphlet, which are often left on subway seats. I hadn't seen this one before; it was spotted on Thursday. Hey, the J-Dubs are all about THE END IS NEAR. I guess he's trying to knock some sense into the world?
Via Joe Schumacher's flickr.