My thoughts returned to Tharmanay Kyaw Sayadaw unexpectedly tonight, however, that is frequently how memory works.

The smallest trigger can bring it back. This time it was the sound of pages sticking together while I was browsing through an old book kept on a shelf too close to the window. Humidity does that. I found myself hesitating for a long moment, carefully detaching the sheets individually, and in that stillness, his name reappeared unprompted.There’s

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