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Red in Budapest







"Sorry to ask, but... But are you a Communist?", aksed me the embarrassed receptionist. "Not at all", I answered with my new Baltic phlegmatism. I guess he hadn't noticed I live in Estonia. Anyway, a great afternoon in Memento Park. A bit far from downtown Budapest, but I had this momentum for Memento...

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Tve disse…
Yet you said once you´d like to live side by side with your friends, together in a commune...
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Rocío disse…
Numa comuna (como dice a Tve) ou num harém... Reconhece que (mesmo não sendo comunista) tens uma costela muito gregária e uma visão bastante marxista da vida ;-)

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