No. 212. Oz.

It was a week now and his old art-school friends, Clifford and Colin, were still there. They were supposed to have launched themselves, by now, on some epic automobile journey they had planned to Lunenburg, Nova Scotia.
"Why Lunenburg?. he asked them.
"It was all Clifford's idea," Colin told him.
"I was watching a DVD of Captains Courageous," said Clifford. "With Spencer Tracy and Lionel Barrymore and Freddie Bartholemew, and I couldn't get those fishing schooners and those long, deep swells and those puffing sails out of my mind."
"It's not like that now," he told them. "That film was made in 1937, and it was shot in the Grand Banks, off Newfoundland--not Nova Scotia.”
"Still, " said Clifford, "We might get a glimpse of the Bluenose. She docks in Lunenburg."
"From the look of things here in the studio," added Colin, "you seem to be feeling the need for adventure too. Longing for some sort of escape."
"You think so?"
"Well, what's that big green painting you're working o right now? What's that bud-like thing in the middle?"
"That's The Emerald City," he told them. "The painting is called Oz."
Colin and Clifford looked at each other,. "Maybe you'd better come with us to Lunenburg," said Clifford, pouring himself more coffee.
"It'd do you good," added Colin.

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