Reflecting on Tharmanay Kyaw Sayadaw wasn't on my agenda this evening, yet that is often the nature of such things.

Something small triggers it. This particular time, the sound of sticky pages was the cause while I was browsing through an old book resting in proximity to the window. It's a common result of humidity. I found myself hesitating for a long moment, ungluing each page with care, and his name simply manifested again, quiet and unbidden.Respected indivi

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