
“Leaving Angkor, he took a motodop to see the sunset at Ta Prohm—the next temple on the tourist trail, and the one that had loomed largest in his mind for twenty years. It was renowned for the way the jungle trees had grown into its fabric, the serpentine roots of silk-cottons and strangler figs draping themselves over its columns and pediments, worming tendrils deep into their fissures until root and stone were inseparable.”
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