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[Undiscussed Horrific Abuse, One Victim of Many]

Once upon a time, there was a happy monk who lived in a cottage by a
stream, in a wood.

The only way visitors came to visit the monk was via a path the monk
tended, that wound through the wood, eventually merging with a
riverbed. People would find their way to the river, from a bridge or a
park, walk along it until they reached the monk's path, which was
marked with a special ornament, and then follow the path to reach the
monk.

By the time they arrived, they were in a different state of mind from
when they left, and this was part of how the monk helped them.