People ask me if I would go back to Lanzarote, and I respond No, for various reasons I won’t disclose here.

But I would return to that place, that balcony, when time was most languorous, when I would sit for hours in the same place, sun-drenched and reading, observing sunbathers and sailboats, overseen only by a wee calico cat. The memory of it will have to suffice, I suppose, as a kind of mental harbour.

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