"Anything worth getting", jautaja man garamejosais kungs, kuram es nejausi uzgrudos, atkapjoties no lietoto gramatu tirgotaja galdina uz Brodvejas un, skiet, 96tas stura. "Man likas interesanta viena par central-austrum Aziju", attraucu es un mes abi kopa devamies pari ielai, kopa ar visiem citiem, nesagaidijusi aicinoso balto cilvecinu luksofora."Have you read this one?", vins saka un, tapat pa gajeju pareju solojot, izvelk no somas pamatiga izmera gaiszilu gramatu. "It is a new Hungarian novelist, it is the first book and it is great", vins turpina, kamer mes leni sakam solot pari Brodvejai, pa otro gajeju pareju lidz salinai ielas vidu, "it is a story very well told". "One more of those and she will be a big name!" Es piekritu un, novelejusi viens otram lielisku dienu, vins nogriezas uz metro, bet es turpinu celu uz Brodvejas otru pusi.
Patiesiba es nemaz negribeju noklut Brodvejas otra puse. Un, diemzel, ari nepaguvu iegaumet nedz gramatas nosaukumu, nedz autoru, kuri mani uz turieni aizveda.
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