In recent months, I’ve experienced a new dimension of memory loss. It used to be that I’d struggle to grab ahold of the name of an actor in a movie I’d seen thirty years ago. Usually, it was Christopher Walken. Sometimes, I was at a loss to remember a town in the Alentejo where I spoke in pidgin Portuguese with a man scraping old paint off a wooden stat…
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