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In 1902, a Norwegian carpenter named Martin Lie, leaving his wife and a small son, went off to the fabulous world which Oslo still called new. Driven by the instincts common to migrants of all time in quest of adventure or security or freedom (or simply of wider skies and unfamiliar faces), he sailed toward the west. The hard but hospitable shores received him and he vanished, unknown and untraced, in the fertile chaos of a country's growth. No one ever knew whether he found what he sought. He didn't write...
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