My thoughts returned to Tharmanay Kyaw Sayadaw unexpectedly tonight, but that is typically how these reflections emerge.

It is often a minor detail that sets it off. The trigger today was the sound of paper sticking together as I attempted to leaf through an ancient volume resting in proximity to the window. Humidity does that. I paused longer than necessary, methodically dividing each page, and his name emerged once more, silent and uninvited.There is something enig

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