Imagine being locked in a vice-like grip between the thighs of some large muscled female wrestler! Well that's what I thought of (my twisted imagination running away..) - when I saw the temples of Téy Phrom with all the trees wrapped around them. There are coils of the stuff, everywhere, like liquid toffee - as though someone had just poured the roots that completely envelop the stone in some fantastic embrace!
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