I was dreamin when I wrote this. Forgive me if it goes astray.
Tuesday, October 10, 2017
Hungarian Rhapsody
And I have been listening to some Bartók . . . . I also ate at the Budapest Cafe and Restaurant when I was in New York City with Jacqueline and Joe last week. And I found out that László Krasznahorkai had been in the same area that I was in when he wrote The Manhattan Project. For all I know, he was still there when we were . . . but I didn't see him. Alas.
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