A Political Refugee From The Global Village
An Englishman in love with Bucharest's blowsy charms
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Sunday, 18 August 2019
Train travel
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Lord Berners, the painter, would roll down the window of his train carriage and beckon passengers in, putting his hand into his mouth and dragging down his lower lip. He always had the carriage to himself. How I admire the upper classes.
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