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In July this year, I presented a paper at the 17th World Sanskrit Conference at the University of British Columbia, Vancouver. After the conference, I visited my cousin, Dalim Barua, who lives in the city of Montreal. He and his two friends recommended me to visit Tam Bao Son Monastery, a Vietnamese Buddhist temple, not […]