Bøker av Stewart Wilcox Sollof

I had traveled thousands of miles without any clear purpose except to experience new things, which indeed had happened; People had pointed guns at me, I had been frozen and then overheated, spat at, blown up, tied up in knots, and nearly drowned. I had been ship wrecked in a desert and repudiated as a lover, and suffered torture under drugs, but then there had also been so many magical moments, so much generosity and kindness, even a beggar had taken pity on me.