Years ago a small hotel would have a Nightman.
He would work alone and have many jobs—man the desk to check in late arrivers, do anything any of the daytime office staff would, as necessary, and total up the hotel’s take for the previous day in the remaining long silent reaches of the night.
It was a job I aspired to. Anyone who likes autonomy, quiet, solitude, attractive surroundings, and plenty of time to dream would have done so.
It’s the undisturbed time to dream and imagine–that’s the key.
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Thanks Marcela!
Surfing the waves of the web I am pleasantly stranded in this beautiful blog.
I write under the pseudonym of Josè Pascal (a descendant of the great Colonel Aureliano Buendía).
I invite you to visit my italian writing blog http://parolesemplici.wordpress.com/mytinbox/. I define this blog “In parole Semplici” as a “virtuacultural tin” box where they are guarded thoughts, memories, images, sounds, and simple stories. ”
If you want to participate and to have more informations send me a letter to inparolesempli@gmail.com
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Josè
Hi, Nitey,
I Googled “Phil in the Montains of kyushu,” and arrived here. I was a bit of a fan of Phil’s posts to the NYT. Ain’t seen nothing for years from him. Is he still alive? Tnx