is many a love-struck couple kissing and hugging with passion by the Margit híd
is a lone acquaintance of mine fighting solo against the world for 8,000 forint spending hours in a library, trying hard to keep dreaming
is bereft single grannies in dilapidated post-communist apartment blocks
is hawk eyed hollowed women,
their palms upwards turned breastfeeding babies
is well built Arab wiseguys keen on questioning
“Change money?”
is taxi drivers, almost always ready to remark “Nem tudom,” when one gets in and states the destination
(March 1992)
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