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: A handful of roasted chickpeas, still smelling of the sun-scorched earth.

: A few crisp radishes and a leaf of bitter kale.

The morning mist still clung to the banyan trees of Kapilavastu as Siddhartha Gautama walked the dusty path. He carried only a simple black iron bowl, its rim worn smooth by use. He did not seek gold or silk; he sought only what the day would offer.

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: A handful of roasted chickpeas, still smelling of the sun-scorched earth.

: A few crisp radishes and a leaf of bitter kale.

The morning mist still clung to the banyan trees of Kapilavastu as Siddhartha Gautama walked the dusty path. He carried only a simple black iron bowl, its rim worn smooth by use. He did not seek gold or silk; he sought only what the day would offer.

The following is a story for the first episode of a series titled Episode 1: The Alms of the Many


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