Even though this village is a ten minute bike ride from my house, it is just like a village in a more remote area. This morning, the villagers were constructing the main post hole of a new house - a monk came to bless the post hole, which was surrounded by offerings of food, cigarettes and alcohol for the spirits of the place. I didn't notice if spirits house was already in place, prepared to house the spirits - but I know it had to be there somewhere.
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