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I
haven
’
t
seen
Ketut
Liyer
in
so
long
.
Between
my
involvement
with
Felipe
and
my
struggle
to
secure
a
home
for
Wayan
,
my
long
afternoons
of
aimless
conversation
about
spirituality
on
the
medicine
man
’
s
porch
have
long
since
ended
.
I
’
ve
stopped
by
his
house
a
few
times
,
just
to
say
hello
and
to
drop
off
a
gift
of
fruit
for
his
wife
,
but
we
haven
’
t
spent
any
quality
time
together
since
back
in
June
.
Whenever
I
try
to
apologize
to
Ketut
for
my
absence
,
though
,
he
laughs
like
a
man
who
has
already
been
shown
the
answers
to
every
test
in
the
universe
and
says
,
"
Everything
working
perfect
,
Liss
.
"
Still
,
I
miss
the
old
man
,
so
I
stopped
by
to
hang
out
with
him
this
morning
.
He
beamed
at
me
,
as
usual
,
saying
,
"
I
am
very
happy
to
meet
you
!
"
(
I
never
was
able
to
break
him
of
that
habit
.
)
"
I
am
happy
to
see
you
,
too
,
Ketut
.
"
"
You
leaving
soon
,
Liss
?
"
"
Yes
,
Ketut
.
In
less
than
two
weeks
.
That
’
s
why
I
wanted
to
come
over
today
.
I
wanted
to
thank
you
for
everything
you
’
ve
given
me
.
If
it
wasn
’
t
for
you
,
I
never
would
’
ve
come
back
to
Bali
.
"
"
Always
you
were
coming
back
to
Bali
,
"
he
said
without
doubt
or
drama
.
"
You
still
meditate
with
your
four
brothers
like
I
teach
you
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
You
still
meditate
like
your
Guru
in
India
teach
you
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
You
have
bad
dreams
anymore
?
"
