He tells me the summer grass is worth more than gold. The seed in the worm’s mouth sprouting on Tibetan hillsides traditionally good for general health. Perhaps I saw the documentary? No, but his faltering description, the little pencil sketch of the worm as I try to understand why he wants me to know this – it’s not about the lucrative worm, or the state of my general health, but as if he can smell it, so far from these walls, the summer grass, worth more than gold.
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