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It's evening, and the monks prepare to retire.
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It's at this time (in the belly of the temple), that one can hear the monks start their mystical koanic engines...
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... and then as they roar into the night with the sounds of one hand!
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| *fap fap fap fap fap fap fap* | |
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| *fa-fappa fa-fappa fa-fappa fapp fapp* | |
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