Bucharest, Romania
- “Do you know a cure for me?"
- Why yes," he said, "I know a cure for everything. Salt water."
- Salt water?" I asked him.
- Yes," he said, "in one way or the other. Sweat, or tears, or the salt sea.”
Bucharest, Romania
- “Do you know a cure for me?"
- Why yes," he said, "I know a cure for everything. Salt water."
- Salt water?" I asked him.
- Yes," he said, "in one way or the other. Sweat, or tears, or the salt sea.”
