A monk sits cross- legged atop a towering cactus, his posture serene despite the sharp thorns. Around him other monks also meditate on nearby cacti, Each monk sits on a separate cactus, cross- legged and serene, unfazed by the sharp thorns. The desert is silent, with a circle of monks meditating atop their own spiny thrones under the glaring sun
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