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Arab Halva—moist, sticky, fibrous. The taste tears across my lips like a memory. Within me Jaffa stirs, wakens from sleep; eyes and faces of Jaffa.
I am there, it is afternoon, a city half-awake…
Zusammen und zu Fuss.
Their backpacks on, Enzo and Mimmo walk at a steady pace along the Appian Way, not saying a word.
They won’t go very far this time though, because Enzo has a lot to do before…
[ . . . ] And the Lieutenant-Captain was seriously tired of other people’s passports, of never-ending family names, from Ivanov to Chavchavadze, and of registration.
The barrister has been…
He had traveled to Germany once, where he visited a displaced-persons camp. He was to meet Party members in one of the small Bavarian towns, and when he arrived at the “camp,” it turned out to be a…
—I quite agree, sir. It was done a bit cavalierly and without a proper security check, because he had become known to everyone throughout the autumn months of the advance on Jerusalem. Which is why it…
“As you see me, I’m on my way to Corfu . . . for the present. The season begins before times become intolerable for me at the Ehrenberg house.”
“No one is demanding,” replied Frau Ehrenberg gently,…
Having risen from behind the Judean hills late at night, the moon illuminated the Yemenite neighborhood and the nearby bushland; it played a magical game there between the trees. It hid behind them…