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visit to the formerly beautiful girl Henlong |
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Finally I went to the house of Henlong and found her sifting millet, a tiny and rather frail old lady and clad only in a small skirt. She recognized me at once and spoke with great vivacity and undiminished charm of the old days when I photographed her and went about with Shankok. She was obviously flattered and pleased by my visits and the prominence her (60) photograph had been given. I told her how many people had admired her and said what beautiful women there were in Wakching. |
