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Dark-faced foreigners have flooded the city. They go about rushing through the boulevards, but in the suburbs they already stop to congregate, talk in a strong and loud voice, heavily gesticulating. I…
At the Realschule fathers and mothers were lined up in single file in the director’s room. Parents who took the occasion very seriously appeared in couples with their young hopefuls. The director…
In the supplement of Sürgöny, a certain…
Going home on airless Elbow Street,
at three o’clock in the morning.
Lead me toward goodness, my God!
Peace-flowers bloom in these gray stones
and this dawn sky is peace.
Do You love me still, my…
“Consummatum est!” I could exclaim on January 1, 1876.The minister [Jozsef Eötvös] frivolously deceived me. His promise turned out to be a premeditated lie. Scorn and sarcasm were his response when I…