It's nearly 5 o'clock and the streets begin to fill. Old monks shuffle along mala in hand and mani on their lips. Young monks run and shout, but not too loud. Others take their time and chat with friends as they make their way to the Gompa. There they will pray together, offer together and receive their evening meal together.
Bilbo
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