Sublime

‘Everyone is the other and no one is himself.’

“From then on their life fell apart fast, the way white lives can in the tropics. People would find them crawling around on the floor, drunk on Dzama rum, high on whatever chemicals they’d ingested. Outlaw types camped out at their bungalow on Finoana Beach: drug dealers, burnt-out mercenaries, gunrunners working between South Africa and Eastern Eu

“Get this straight, Geoffrey, I’m thinking of Yvonne, not you.” “Get it a little straighter still. You’re thinking of yourself.

He longed for balance, order, right and pleasure.

celestial

Litani River

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