Fever Dreams, Prismatic Truths — MICHAEL H. KEW
By Michael H. Kew The captain was late. After breakfast I small-talked with Samuel, the confident deep-voiced cook who wore red Bintang boardshorts, a navy blue blazer, and a white skullcap. He said his Indonesian beer trunks were bought in Pemba, “but I not use this [pointing at the Bintang l