Book3:WereMyDreamIs

apletelyataloss,butMr.Kaffeenoddedandsaid,

    “Iseemtouandalittleofwhatyoumean.”Pointingtotheshoreattheoppositeendofthewideexpanseofkewaterheadded,“Thenthegeousandmagnifitgoldpacehasitsownsymboliifice,right?”KingDimitrinoddedemphaticallyandanswered,

    “Yht.Thatnewlystructedgoldpacehasitsownsymboliifice.Asyouknow,Iamanepicureanandgastronomer.Iliketobesurroundedbybeautifulwomenandhaveagoodtimewiththem.OfcoursethatiswhenIamintheroleofKingDimitri.ButinreallifeIamapennilesshomelessperson,cursedbyfatetobeablindman.Iroamthestreetsdriftingandwanderingaimlesslyatthemercyofwailingwindsandweepingraihepainandsufferingpiledonmebylife’swretchedcircumstances.Doyouknowwhatgavemestrengthtogoonliving?It’