As you slip into the Brompton Oratory, after a hard day's museum wandering, the effect is almost narcotic.The quiet, touched with incense - is immediate and inviolable. You edge into a pew and let your eyes wander over the stunning architecture. Is it possible you are still in London, and ten steps away from the din and rattle of the Brompton Road? No, you have been transported to another place. Some time passes, and you begin to wonder if this is what they call a religious experience. Some more time passes - was it minutes or hours? - and you stagger out into the harsh light of now and today.
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