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A tea garden unfolds as a living tapestry of profound green, a meticulously sculpted landscape where row upon row of manicured bushes cascade over rolling hills like a verdant sea. The air hangs heavy with the rich, earthy perfume of damp soil and the faint, vegetal scent of the leaves themselves, a crisp and clean aroma that promises warmth and comfort. Under the careful watch of the morning sun or a soft blanket of mist, the quiet rhythm of life here is punctuated only by the rustle of leaves and the distant calls of pickers methodically harvesting the young, tender shoots. This tranquil expanse is not merely a farm, but the very birthplace of a beloved ritual, where the labor of the land is slowly transformed into the simple, soul-restoring magic held within a single cup. Sylhet S24 Ultra

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