"Once, as I was going to the inner city, I suddenly encountered an apparition in a black caftan and black hair locks. It is a Jew? was my first thought.
For, to be sure, they had not looked like that in Linz. I observed the man furtively and cautiously, but the longer I stared at this foreign face, scrutinizing feature for feature, the more my first questions assumed a new form:
Is this a Frenchman?"
Jacques Chirac, 2003.
For, to be sure, they had not looked like that in Linz. I observed the man furtively and cautiously, but the longer I stared at this foreign face, scrutinizing feature for feature, the more my first questions assumed a new form:
Is this a Frenchman?"
Jacques Chirac, 2003.
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