Guri Monk

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The monk, sitting down in his gray robe, often collects donations at this busy intersection in Guri. I first saw him in winter, face reddened from the cold. He beats a steady rhythm with a small wooden block and stick, that you can faintly hear from a block away. Most people seem to ignore him. When someone does put money in his box, he chants something and bows.

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