Eliot Fintushel books

Zen City (2016)

They tarried there to wash off the grue and stink of the bone pit they had climbed through. “It’s the fastest way to the karst,” Bobo Shin had told them. “Anyone who shudders is no zen man.” Rinzai had a headache. “I’ll massage you. I’m good.” Mukan’s hands slid down like cool water over Rinzai’s...