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one she most liked to be her true lover. But up till

now she had not chosen one yet. She probably

thought I would be overjoyed to have read her letter

and would have been happy to give her one of my

pictures. I ignored her. Two weeks later, she sent

another letter.

In it she said, “Soapy, why haven’t you given me

a picture of yours? I’m expecting it. The other day a

strange thing happened. I would like to share it with

you. You know that my birth village is not far from

our city. I often go there to see my mother. A few

days ago, I took a bus there again. My mother has

been worrying about getting me married. She said

that I was old enough and I should get married as

soon as possible. She asked me to go to the temple to

visit the monk so as to have a fortune-telling. Very

close to my village there is a high mountain and, at

the top of it, there is a temple. In the temple, there is

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