Dialoguing with the Dead
Last time I was in Gibraltar I took a copy of Joseph Mitchell’s Up in the Old Hotel with me to Eastern Beach. I was sitting there quietly in one corner, enjoying the mid-afternoon sun and reading about New York in the prohibition era, when I noticed that nobody else around me had a book...
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