I got this post card of Ernest Hemingway shaking hands with Castro today. It came to me from Cuba. The country Cuba, that is. It was sent to me by my globtrotting ex-pat pal, Weston. Weston is currently living in Ireland, but seems to be getting lots of passport stamps these days. He opened the correspondence by telling me as a writer and a drunkard I should enjoy it. He is right, I do enjoy it.
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