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“Little girls have large maternal instincts, and they take the Feast of Hungry Ghosts very seriously, and they were making their rounds with small lanterns made from candles inside rolled lotus and sage leaves. I could feel ghosts all around us, moving toward the warmth of the sweet singing voices: You are not alone, the girls sang, you are not forgotten, we care and understand, our own lives are but a candle flame from yours.”

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Barry Hughart
Barry Hughart

Barry Hughart, born on March 13, 1934, is an esteemed American author known for his contributions to the genre of Eastern fantasy literature. His works are renowned for their unique blend of traditional Chinese culture and fantasy elements. more

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