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Rambling Without Destination, or Paradise Lost
I bit into an anchovy. Brine dissolved across my tongue. Salt and sea marrying into the myriad effervescence of it all. The wine settling deep within my belly, then rising, awakening the uninhibited within. I raised my head back and sucked at the sharp edged mother of pearl, plunged my knife into the spine of another, and shot down a lick of Tabasco. The waiter smiled, proffering a damp towel.
“Kalismera”, she said, nodding east. The sunrise cast hazy projectiles of gold leaf into the
A beautiful morning it was, I smiled agreement.
But I hadn’t come here for the sunrise. Certainly not for the oysters or the Seabreeze.
It was a sort of literary pilgrimage. Or so I insisted. Let’s rephrase that: it was an attempt to escape my life, disguised as a literary pilgrimage…
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