Hester among the Ruins

Binnie Kirshenbaum

2002

At the appointed café on Leopoldstrasse, HF is waiting by the door, which he holds open for me. It is perfect weather for sitting out of doors, but he rejects the sidewalk tables. Inside it is dark and too warm to be comfortable. The Germans, I have noticed, don’t seem to go in for air-conditioning. He claims he doesn’t like sidewalk tables because…

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