Debris

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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There was a time when I was a seaman travelled with a cardboard suitcase and my best shoes wrapped in newspaper. I always wore khaki mainly because people would think I was an American, back then I thought it a great country; still great but But her leaders look like nine to five clerks. I have read many books but mostly cheep pot boilers. Due to my shyness spent most time in my cabin and left my ship when there was no more to read. I did developed a fondness for Hemingway he never overwrote is books. But for me reading had its hidden hazard as I tended to become the person I read about. I once read a report about me it said I was grumpy drank too much - I must have been reading Hemingway at the time and had no social skills and never mixed with others. I was a lousy seaman and only enjoyed going ashore places I had read about and had an historical meaning I could connect with. Well all this is in the past I was not to know I was ill and introversion is a burden.

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