Moon over Berlin, Sun over Santorini
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In my memory, Berlin and the Greek Islands of the late Cold War era pulse with youth, adventure, and erotic possibility. As a young intelligence officer in the US Air Force I had to be very careful about meeting other gay men, but sometimes I managed it.
Other times …
Have you ever met someone impossible, utterly unthinkable, only to be jolted by an erotic spark so fierce that you were drawn to them despite the danger?
Once in Berlin, I encountered a handsome, funny, sexy young Russian at a festival, only to discover that his father was a senior officer in the Soviet Army. We spent the day together, drawn together, parting only reluctantly.
Given the sad ways of the world, I never saw him again, despite the fact that we lived in the same city. A razor-wire wall and two competing ways of life kept us apart.
In my dreams, we meet again. Come with me and let me show you what might have been in,

