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Rice is beautiful

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It’s beautiful when it grows, perfectly straight rows of bright green stems clearly outlined against the summer sun; it’s beautiful when it’s harvested, golden sheaves in autumn, stacked in rice paddies like a striking patchwork; it’s beautiful when it’s threshed and it pours out like a sea of small pearls; it’s beautiful when it’s cooked by an expert, alabaster white and sweetly fragrant.

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