For the 3rd straight month, blood was spilled at the Lodge's temporary Masonic Temple.
But not on the ground or anywhere else, but on cotton balls prepared by sisters from the Order of the Amaranth's Model Court No. 55 as the brethren lined up to have their fingers pricked and their fasting blood sugar levels measured and recorded.
And their blood pressures too!
It seems that all is still well because after the testing and the stated meeting, this is what happened:
But for a good reason [maybe] as the brethren toasted the election of a candidate's petition after four long years of trying.
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