Perverse Embrace

Eating a turkey sandwich at the Cliff House restaurant

Image: Author

On Friday afternoon, I found a book. It was the cover that drew my attention. I love to squander time perusing second-hand bookstores, having no idea what precisely I’m looking for. It was in this mood, I captured sight of a scruffy, dog-eared, neglected looking volume. Although badly faded, the cover featured a picture of a fishing village…