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2 – Munich. 1986.

As I checked into the residential hotel where I would spend my first month in Munich, I asked the receptionist whether it was safe to

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6 – Now I Live to Live

In early summer, Vivian took me to a tearoom called the Friesische Teestube, the Frisian tea café. Tucked into a quiet corner of Schwabing, not

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12 – Tomas

In May, Vivian’s mother, Astrid, called from Buenos Aires. “Good news!” Vivian exclaimed with a smile after she hung up. “Mutti’s coming to visit at

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13 – Fired

In midsummer of 1987, I was fired. A British firm acquired ExaSoft’s home office and decided to merge my Munich operation into its London office.

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15 – Cairo

Backpacking on a budget, you often have no clear idea where you will end up or how long it will take you to get there,

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16 – Living the Dream

We were jolted awake by a loud, mournful wail from just outside our window. Vivian sat upright, wide-eyed. “What’s that?” “I think it’s the first

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18 – In Ägypten

Vivian wrote this in German on Christmas Eve, on the flight between Cairo and Nairobi. Ameen was a Nubian of Cairo who became our mentor

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19 – Mrs. Roche’s

I woke to the captain’s announcement that we would shortly be landing at Nairobi’s Jomo Kenyatta International Airport. Vivian was sound asleep and using my

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