Wednesday, 30 December 2009

Stromovka (1)

When we parted she embraced me and said: Stromovka Park is over there, would you walk for me there sometimes? I have loved that beautiful place so much. If you look into the dark water of the pools, perhaps one of these days you will see my face.
- W.G. Sebald,
Austerlitz, tr. Anthea Bell, p. 253.

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