Small things: pocketknife with three blades,
a good knife, although I’d broken one of the blades.
Cassette of the second Blood, Sweat & Tears
album, purchased on R&R in Sydney—almost
worn out anyway, so not a great loss, and
I could hear “Sometimes in Winter” in my head
anytime I wanted.
Socks. A poncho liner. Packet of pre-rolled joints
I bought from a mama-san on a road near Phu Bai,
but I think they were stolen by Stephenson, that
pothead, so they probably don’t count.