1st January, 1996.
I found my way right to the top of the largest of the temples. Dark passageways, previously reserved for the use of the high Hindu priests only I imagined, now frequented by monkeys and the odd wandering visitor like me.
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| ... up early and went out on my own for a quiet walk. Only one or two people around, very surreal with a heavy mist seeming to wipe away the world of today, transforming everything into silent ghosts of what used to be. I found my way right to the top of the largest of the temples. Dark passageways, previously reserved for the use of the high Hindu priests only I imagined, now frequented by monkeys and the odd wandering visitor like me. |
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