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Our headquarters building was two stories, narrow and long and the other end was the WAAC headquarters. And we got to know some of them for awhile and the talk was of lesbians.
At some point I wrote some poetry, a book actually with wooden covers and leather thong bind, a picture of myself on my motorcycle and others of us each MaryJ interspersed, and I'm sure really bad verse. She also sent me pictures of her paintings, VanGoghesque, record albums of bands I'd never heard of like the Doors or Buffalo Springfield while I was in Greece.
DC Dupont Circle I remember that one on a sultry summer night, heavy high tree park, lit dim lights atmosphere. A hang out for clerks I think. My favorite park I believe was at twenty-second and Pennsylvania Avenue, a small triangular affair with tall trees, and where I created a character out of a local cheap hotel denizen who was in disguise. And who would expect or ever suspect a hobo was running the world passing information to the White House.
So surprise surprise, I did get orders for Greece and just three weeks or a month before departure date. I had to find a replacement, teach him the job and they sort of put the onus on me to find an alternative. Me ! I didn't order myself to Greece.
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