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Thursday, 9:33am, breakfast buffet alone in the Cage Club, upstairs at the Hotel Admiral, a couple blocks from and in sight of the Adriatic Sea. The owner sneaks in to makes some jokes and hellos in Italian, which I confess, I don’t speak, but a few words here and there are recognizable, so I can sort of understand that this “breakfast room” with custom rainforest wallpaper, birdsongs mixed with Floyd and the Beatles on the speaker system, wrap around deck and windows, but also with a stage, baby grand piano and mic stands doubles as a music venue and somewhere in the pleasant hotelier’s jokes are something about me having to sing a few songs to pay for the lovely spread that I am slowly working on. Good morning, Rimini.
