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I was working on a windy, hot Saturday evening at a Thai restaurant in Kreuzberg, Berlin when I met Bill.
In the beginning, I didn’t really recognize him; I just thought he was one of those confident, older American men who are not afraid to ask a lot of questions and make a lot of banter. He was telling me he had visited a haunted house earlier that day – but it was really busy at the restaurant; I had much to do, so I was rather dry and short with him at first.
But, after he had spoken to me for something like 30 seconds, his voice gave me the sensation that I was in the film “Lost in Translation” – it was really Bill. Continue reading