I'm sitting in the Friedrichstraße Station sulking because Isherwood's Berlin no longer exists when some big-boned, East Berlin woman comes at me with a half-crazed smile and says, "You have heartbreak for Judy Garland, too? Ach so. A friend of Dorothy. I know this expression. To frighten the bones of each song." Now Greta and I have our own nightclub act.
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