The summer we met, Lillian had the age of eighteen summers and I was twenty-four. We were volunteers in a work camp in Pollock Castle, Newton Mearns, near Glasgow, under the auspices of the Christian movement “Oekoumene”. It had taken me a whole week to reach Scotland by hitchhiking. Read the story of Swedish Lillian of the Eighteen Summers.
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