Jungle Law
Vinton, Victoria
Three o'clock and all is not well. Sleep has abandoned him again. He sits bolt upright in his bed, panic rising from his stomach like bile. In the past eight months he has crossed oceans and whole continents from Bombay to London, New York, Vancouver, Yokohama, and halfway back and now, dislocated by the darkness and the hour and the jumbled swirl of distances he's come, he does not know where he is". With this beginning, Victoria Vinton trans...