It wasn't my intention to dwell on Tharmanay Kyaw Sayadaw again tonight, however, that is frequently how memory works.

Often, a trivial event serves as the catalyst. The trigger today was the sound of paper sticking together when I reached for a weathered book left beside the window for too long. That is the effect of damp air. I paused longer than necessary, ungluing each page with care, and his name emerged once more, silent and uninvited.One finds a unique attri

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