Meeting Anna
I heard a joke once, “If you want to make God laugh, tell Him you have a plan.” Well, I can vouch for that one. After three months at sea, working on a Norwegian freighter, I finally signed off in Alicante, Spain and made my way to Copenhagen, my original destination three months earlier. My plan was to go to Paris and the Left Bank where my favorite expatriate writers lived in the twenties and then to Copenhagen. After waiting at the Scandinavian Seaman’s Office in Brooklyn for several weeks,...
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