This monk and I sailed past each other a number of times – strangers on a night crossing – before I could hear his (dissonant) tune. I’ll spare you a list of the images it evoked but thank you for opening the door to them. 🙂
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This monk and I sailed past each other a number of times – strangers on a night crossing – before I could hear his (dissonant) tune. I’ll spare you a list of the images it evoked but thank you for opening the door to them. 🙂