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Madensky Square - pp 41
I have just made a complete fool of myself. I went to see Alice to tell her about Herr Huber's visit and on the way back I thought I saw across the width of the Kärntner Ring a figure that I recognized.
Yes, I was sure that I knew that soldier in the uniform of the Bohemian Dragoons with his slow gait and clumsy boots. I even thought I could smell across the heads of the fashionable crowd who promenaded there, the whiff of the raw onions that nothing can prevent Corporal Hatschek from chewing when he is off duty. And my heart raced, excitement coursed through me - and I lifted my skirts ready to hurry across the road.
But the Ringstrasse is wide, the hansom cabs are never in a hurry. By the time I'd reached the other side there was no sign of him.
I'd imagined him then. Conjured him up out of my deepest need. It's not the first time that I've run across the road like a homesick child towards this onion-chewing corporal and found he was a mirage. Well, so be it. There is only one cure for what ails me, and thank heaven I have it in abundance. Work.
Yes, I was sure that I knew that soldier in the uniform of the Bohemian Dragoons with his slow gait and clumsy boots. I even thought I could smell across the heads of the fashionable crowd who promenaded there, the whiff of the raw onions that nothing can prevent Corporal Hatschek from chewing when he is off duty. And my heart raced, excitement coursed through me - and I lifted my skirts ready to hurry across the road.
But the Ringstrasse is wide, the hansom cabs are never in a hurry. By the time I'd reached the other side there was no sign of him.
I'd imagined him then. Conjured him up out of my deepest need. It's not the first time that I've run across the road like a homesick child towards this onion-chewing corporal and found he was a mirage. Well, so be it. There is only one cure for what ails me, and thank heaven I have it in abundance. Work.
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Wenn ich an das Café Herrenhof zurückdenke, stellt sich selbstverständlich auch Kritik ein. Wir diskutierten über Kunst, Literatur, Philosophie, über Einsteins Relativitätstheorie, die Psychoanalyse, die Individualpsychologie, über Franz Kafka und Karl Kraus, über Joyce und Robert Musil und selbstverständlich auch über Politik, aber wir fühlten uns über die aktuelle, pragmatische Politik erhaben, spotteten über sie meist mit dünkelhafter Blasiertheit und bewegten uns lieber in realitätsfernen Denkbereichen, in Abstraktionen und Spekulationen.
pp 32 from Veruntreute Geschichte. Die Wiener Salons und Literatencafés by
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Martins zog weiter: Im Maxim tanzten etliche Paare in trübsinniger Stimmung, und in einem Lokal, das sich Chez Victor nannte, hatte die Heizung versagt, und die Gäste saßen bei ihren Cocktails im Wintermantel.
pp 92 from Der dritte Mann by