Voices from a Time
Silvia Bonucci
2003
I have no memory of that train trip, probably because there was nothing to remember. Our arrival in Vienna, on the other hand, impressed me. That city reminded me somewhat of Trieste, with its wide streets, its middle-European buildings, and I was happy to find my native language—with a different inflection, however, not as singsong and less…
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