At two o’clock on the afternoon of August 20, the power failed inside Sarpang Dzong. Outside, the temperature had climbed to 32 degrees Celsius. Inside, without the fans, the room held the heat like a sealed metal box. Sweat gathered on foreheads and soaked through the backs of robes. Along rows of tables, monks bent over strips of scripture, their fingers rolling each one tight and even.
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