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Wayne humorously recounts a personal anecdote involving a miniature Buddha statue he discovered among plants on his Parisian balcony that had been swallowed up over time. He decides to dispose of it by placing it on the street, hoping someone else might claim it—a symbolic gesture reminiscent of spiritual reflection. His story is complemented by a vivid memory of a dinner in Bali where a Buddha face mosaic was embedded in a pool, illustrating the eclectic and sometimes uncomfortable intersections of culture and spirituality.