|Dressed in my Holy Orders|
Kuala Lumpur is quite young as a city, it has been taken by Portugal, Denmark and Britain and now is largely Muslim (In fact you are not legally Malay if you are not Muslim). I visited the Mosque near the centre. The Mosque was beautiful and included a school below the luminous-walled prayer room, the prayer room that I was not allowed to enter on account of my being an infidel. The man who told me to cover my revealed legs also told me that until one accepted the Quran as god’s true word, there was no hope for that person. I don’t believe there is a god in the first place but, for the sake of good taste, I kept that to myself. The guy was nice enough and showed me around explaining the origins of the mosque.