Saturday Morning Chant in Hanoi

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Every Saturday morning, from across the small street in front of my house, before some large steps that descend at the edge of the lake, I wake up to the peaceful chant of a small group of folks paying their respects to the Buddha. I sit and have coffee beside them, but am too put-off by the idea of photographing or recording them. So this is all I can provide.

 a-di-da-phat

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