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Initiation
The Initiation It is not easy to be young at 16 I was a galley boy on a tankship that even then 60 years ago was ancient crewed by old mariners who spent their free time playing cards and talking about whores and now the ship had docked in Le Havre. It was dark when I went ashore sat in a bar and drank Pernod I think. I didn`t go in there had promised my mother to stay away from alcohol and women. Light rain and the street light was sparse like there was still a war on, a small girl standing in the rain looking like a sparrow with a broken wing. We went to a small hotel, but I didn`t have enough money I got to keep my virginity for another day. Walking back to the ship it was still raining and the old men sat drinking one of them saw me and invited me in I accepted by now I was so lonely and needed someone to talk to, it was not like I could call my mother from a cell phone and anyway, we didn`t have a phone back home. The ancient mariners carried me on board.
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