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February 6, 1990 – Biak – Journal

September 11, 2024 – 6:34 am

Biak Yesterday I left Cousin Johnny in Honolulu. No more drinking at the Hotel Street bars. No more Femme Nuna Go Go. So far New York to Los Angeles Hawaii. I had picked up my Garuda tickets at Pan Express’ LA downtown office. LA-Honolulu-Biak-overland to Jakarta and then Sumatra-Singapore-train to Bangkok, where I’m meant to […]

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On the Ternate Star 1991

September 6, 2024 – 1:33 pm

1991 Early evening time Standing on the stern Of the Ternate Star Out of harbor Leaving behind the Spices Islands Nothing like it at all___ The silhouettes of Mount Gamalama and Kie Matubu volcanoes Smaller and smaller The scent of island’s famed cinnamon, durian, nutmeg, and cloves Fainter and fainter With every twist of the […]

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March 7 1991 – Palu – Journal

September 6, 2024 – 1:21 pm

Listening to the BBC this morning I heard General Schwartzkopf say, “Saddam promised us the mother of all battles. What he got was the mother of all defeats.” The Muslims called The Prayer woke me this morning. The roosters helped open my eyes. The overhead fan called the room slightly and I pulled back to […]

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March 6 1991 – Palu, Sulawesi – Journal

September 5, 2024 – 2:25 pm

After a week’s diving on Bunaken I was lucky enough to catch the KM Karuna from Bitung, the port for Manado, at the top of Sulawesi. The liner cruised the jungled shore heading east to Borneo. The German-built ship is spacious and only one other Mistah is aboard. A Dutchman. Even after fourhundred years of […]

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SEPTEMBER 1, 1978 – JOURNAL ENTRY – EAST VILLAGE

September 2, 2024 – 6:47 pm

Flowers are exploding all across the East Village community gardens. The temperature is in the 90s. The air in our apartment has no oxygen. The streets only have a little more. Alice and I have lived together for the last month. I haven’t worked a day. Alice is heading home to West Virginia for Labor […]

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