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New York
New York Dark outside all I see is a figure, which is bald and wears glasses. I remember a time when there was a war and we had to use black curtains so the enemy flying over the town could not see it, even though it was on their map. And sometimes they dropped bombs anyway just for the hell of it. My uncle a merchant seaman, told me of the fantastic sight coming from a war torn Europe and seeing New York lit up like a colossal Christmas tree, like seeing paradise. New Yorkers treated foreign seamen with great respect and much beer was drunk… my uncle survived after being torpedoed three times. When he after five years came home to Norway, he was told who lucky he was having avoided the hunger of war. It is dark outside but not as dark as my uncle´s mind when he, after the war tried to return to his New York, they wouldn´t let him go because he behaved so strangely… five years of war and know one understood he suffered post traumatic stress. And no recognition came his way…alone by the shore of lost sanity he dreamed of his beloved New York.
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