Up a short hill and through security screening, we had reached the Tsuglagkhang Temple where the Dalai Lama usually held discourses. A Tibetan woman dressed in black walked up to the row of golden prayer wheels, with her young girl in braided pigtails skipping closely behind. Rows of tiny lamps glowed inside a nearby building, with other lamps still containing unlit wicks.
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