Bodor Ferenc: Coffee-Houses - Our Budapest (Budapest, 1992)

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Wreathing between the props of the wire-netting forming a terrace on the pavement, the wind brings exhaust fumes and imagined odours of racing stables. On the back wall, opposite the door, Sigmund Freud stares down brooding from a poster. His presence in these populistic regions is truly surprising. The wires writhing along the walls call to mind the tubes of the intensive ward in a hospital. Luckily the young waitress is eager and willing, one could even say spirited. She pours Radhost into glasses without a head on request. The proletariat living on the outskirts of Zugló appreciates this democratic gesture.

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