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He lived in New York and in London and on the isle of Rhodes, and in Paris there was always a room for him at Peter Stein’s place with a view of grey slate roofs and the Seine, and in Prague Bob Turner, who taught English at the University, liked to have him but he sometimes chose a hotel (Bob’s children were nice, but he didn’t like having to tiptoe around when they were asleep), and in Beirut and in Istanbul and in West Berlin and in Rome he always stayed in hotels, though he had friends, good friends, in all these places, and he had friends in Athens too but he preferred the Grand Bretagne, and now, as the plane he was in touched down on Rhodes, he closed the book he was reading (poems; For the Union Dead) and sat back and waited for the plane to stop. He closed his eyes. And when he felt no movement he opened them and unlocked his seat belt and reached up for his hat and then made his way along the aisle and down the steps and smiled at the hostess and then looked up and for a second he was completely lost. It was not a place Max Gottlieb had ever been to in his life before. And then it was Rhodes.

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He lives in New York and in London and on the isle of Rhodes, and in Paris there is always a room for him at Peter Stein’s place with a view of grey slate roofs and the Seine, and in Prague Bob Turner, who teach English at the University, likes to have him but he sometimes chose a hotel (Bob’s children were nice, but he didn’t like having to tiptoe around when they were asleep), and in Beirut and in Istanbul and in West Berlin and in Rome he always stays in hotels, though he has friends, good friends, in all these places, and he has friends in Athens too but he preferred the Grand Bretagne, and now, as the plane he was in touches down on Rhodes, he closes the book he is reading (poems; For the Union Dead) and sat back and waits for the plane to stop. He closes his eyes. And when he feels no movement he opens them and unlocks his seat belt and reaches up for his hat and then makes his way along the aisle and down the steps and smiles at the hostess and then looks up and for a second he is completely lost. It is not a place Max Gottlieb has ever been to in his life before. And then it is Rhodes.