“Death is glamorous!” declared my dining mate, Virginia Hambley, at the Ambrosia restaurant in downtown Eugene. And my mouth is agape for I had been feeling homesick after reading my hometown, Oakland, had been declared the most exciting city in America. I had been spreading rumors I might go home.
1. full of glamour; charmingly or fascinatingly attractive, especially in a mysterious or magical way.
2. full of excitement, adventure, and unusual activity:
the glamorous job of a foreign correspondent.
Forget Oakland! Here is the rub! For the time being there is nothing there, there. Here in Eugene, I cover the waterfront. Virginia has taken us out to sea in an old wooden tugboat, and we are bailing out the absurd bilge water with the great French existentialists who refuse to be forgotten. And as long as Virginia is alive, they plow forward into the artificial fog we see in the…
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