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It was a crisp morning in Provo, Utah, at the Missionary Training Center. Elder Price, a young man with a smile so bright it could be seen from space, adjusted his black tie for the tenth time. Beside him, Elder Cunningham was trying to keep his shirt tucked in while humming a tune that sounded suspiciously like a sci-fi movie theme.

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He pulled out a portable speaker and hit play on the . The upbeat, jingling piano filled the hallway. One by one, other Elders joined the line, forming a choreographed row of white shirts and nametags. It was a crisp morning in Provo, Utah,

"Hello!" he chirped the moment the door swung open. "My name is Elder Price, and I would like to share with you the most amazing book!" His delivery was flawless—the perfect mix of professional salesman and overly caffeinated neighbor. Elder Cunningham tried to follow. Ding-dong! Ding-dong