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DAZAIFU, Fukuoka — It was 7 a.m. On the shrine grounds, the chirping of birds mixed with the sound of bamboo rakes scratching the sandy earth. The scent of camphor trees wafted through a large open space where people were using fallen leaves to make a work of art.