ud2.8:15.1 Then Sāriputta said to the boy,
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ud2.8:15.2 “I hope you’re keeping well, little boy, I hope you’re all right. I hope you are not in pain.”
ud2.8:15.3 “How could I be keeping well? How could I be getting by?
ud2.8:15.4 For seven years I lived in a pot of blood.”