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I sometimes run with a friend who lives near the capital, and I want to kick myself for driving by it a couple of weeks ago and not stopping to take a photo of the giant sign in front of it that usually reads STATE OF UTAH. Because someone had come along with a can of black spray paint, crossed out the word STATE and underneath it wrote CHURCH. By the time we finished our run the place was swarmed with police cars and fire engines, and they had already managed to scrub out most of the paint.

Sorry. This is Utah. We are easily amused.