Sitting on a park bench in Santa Fe, contemplating what is worthwhile and remembering Algiers.
Flashback to a childhood encounter with a
Legionnaire helps bring the recent past
and today into perspective.
Algiers, Algeria. I asked him how a country could have a city named the same thing as the country, but he ignored me. He was smoking an ugly smelling foreign cigarette and wearing a pair of pants that were bloused into shiny black combat boots. Paratrooper boots.......
Audio Version of Algiers by James Strauss.