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JIM AND I BY PAUL HEIDELBERG
JIM AND I BY (c) PAUL HEIDELBERG paulheidelberg@hotmail.com When I left Morocco, I was planning to go straight back to Crete, but decided to stop first in Paris, to look up George Whitman at Shakespeare and Company. A friend of mine had told me he had seen Jim Morrison at the Cafe du France in Marrakesh, and Jim had told a friend of this friend that he was heading back to Paris, but I had no no idea I might run into Jim in my favorite cite in the world. Another friend two years earlier had told me about George Whitman and that I had to visit him as soon as I had the chance. Well, the chance had not occurred until the day I had arrived in my favorite city after I had come up through Spain and France on my way back from Maroc, my blonde hair long and my red beard bushy, both growing out after four years in the Air Force. I was getting out of the service wanting Freedom and to be a poet. Jim Morrison was ...
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