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Why I Wrote “Tea,” Why I Write Anything
Tea is not quiet, but turbulent. Tremblings. So fine you can’t see them. So dense it seems to be standing still. We Japanese women drink a lot of it. Become it. Swallow the tempest. And nobody knows. The storm inside. Ever. We remain… Peaceful. Contained. The eye of the hurricane. But if you can taste…
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