Tourists—tons of them—walk inside these walls with a quiet reverence. It’s not because the Daughters of the Republic of Texas (DRT) remind them of nuns at their Catholic high schools, ready to slap their knuckles with rulers if they get out of line. It’s because this place deserves respectful silence. I’m at Mission San Antonio de Valero, but nobody calls


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