Williamsburg is brimming with signs of spirituality: bands of Hasidic mamas pushing strollers over the bridge, Puerto Ricans and Dominicans rocking flashy crucifixes, yoga-mat toting ladies on their way to Sunday meditation class. But for the young and hip, Christianity seems passé. Look closely though and you’ll find a couple enclaves of culturally conscious Christianity right in the hood. Late on Sunday afternoons—about the time when hipsters try to shake off the sins of the night before—both Pete’s Candy Store and Trash Bar play host to services for those put off by the institutional aspects of the Church. For a twenty-something who grew out of Christianity in junior high, church hasn’t been a part of my world for a long time. But on a couple of Sundays this summer, I experienced a bit of a revelation.

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