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Month: August 2004

into the night

stone steps the comfort of a sixteen-century house. life after war, health after disease and plenty after famine. death in bed as grandparents. the courtyard in the darkness, my bicycle gleams. a small golden ribbon still flutters on the back stays, reminder that once what mattered most a radiant smile

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New Series | daily photo | Westbahnof | arriving in Vienna

The OBB conductors are very nice but those working in Westbahnhof seem to be chosen for their mediocre command of English or any other foreign language (most Austrians speak English very well). The selection process is calculated to increase the frustration to unbearable levels for all involved. In Westbahnhof, there is one window for local train information (second floor – also serves as baggage storate and lost and found), another bank of windows for local ticket purchase, and a third bank of windows for international purchase and international information. Heavens forbid you confound the function of each bank of windows, as none will give any information but that assigned to their domain.

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