If for any reason you cannot find the paperback version of Playing the Indian Card at your favourite bookstore or online retailer, please ask them to carry it. Protest and picket the store entrance if necessary.
Leaving Wang Lun, my boat is lapped by rings of song.
Surprised, my wake makes cherry blossoms dance,
But disturbs not water that is deep.
So deep, so deep as friendship.
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