Monday 16 March 2009

 

Afternoon Tea with Gangsters? (Vienna Postcard 2)

The waitress had dark hair, tied back in pony tails. Red waist coats, black knee length skirts, with white aprons and white blouses, and black ties. An old man plays the piano, classics from musicals, phantom of the opera and the like. Smokers everywhere, the air is thick with pollution, an increasingly rare thing as you travel. Closest to us, the Russians, chain-smoking, some kind of gangster, with their red flushed faces.

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