Always been a fan of foreign writing. When I was a kid there was this book in my brother's book case that had a two-page introduction written in forty-one languages. Countless hours were spent poring over the words and symbols in those pages.
Later on, in New York City, I stopped at the American Bible Society at 61st and Broadway and just went crazy...they had Bibles in hundreds of languages and they were all for sale! I started a collection, but since have given many of them away to, well, to someone who could read them.
This sign was on the outside of a building that we saw on our walk around the lake at Epcot.
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