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From the age of twelve at the start of World War II, until I met my American G.I. husband, I worked in the caf© my parents owned in Bab-el-oued, a working-class neighborhood in Algiers. My parents, whose stories we treasured, were exceptional in many ways. My father Salvador was a constant, reassuring presence in our lives. My mother Rose, epitomizing mind over matter, treated neighbors afflicted with typhoid fever, typhus, malaria, meningitis, and even cholera! S... More >>
Le Café de Cadix: Or An Invincible Summer
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