One of the joys of being in Burma is seeing items being used over, and over, and over again. Nothing goes to waste. This is seen at monasteries all the time, where new robes, once old and worn, may be seen recycled in any number of creative (and useful ways). While walking through the Sagaing Hills, a monk was encountered reading this tattered copy of a Ledi Sayadaw book. Not holding it as a relic or momento, but the book was next to his bed and used as his night time reading to inspire his practice. Termite bites can be seen throughout, and the publication date indicates 1928, which would have been just years after the venerable monk passed away.
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