I hadn’t seen Fabo in several weeks. Last time was with his mia noi Gai at the Buffalo Bar. The nextd day Bruno said Fabo was in trouble. He didn’t say what. It could have been Poo, his big wife, Gai, the good German gangster, drinking too many Heinekens. The result was the same. He was MIA from Pattaya.
Today I received an email. Fabo is on the high seas. Searching for oil. Oil for you and me and the cars and motorcycles and lawn mowers and houses in cold countries. There is no phone network on his ship off the coast of Burma.
No beer either.
Fabo regards these month-long trips to work as his rehab period.
“One month on. One month off.”
But the one month on is very excessive.
Any why not
Te moritum salutem or those who are about to die salute you.
And who said Latin in a dead language.
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