Oh, but I don’t do this kind of stuff any more .
Ada and I and her sister and her cousin and a group of others were gathered in the apartment on Wojciecha Street . Everyone was having a great time talking excitedly about who knows what . I sure didn’t know what because the excited conversation was all in Polish . So I decided after a time to take a little break .
I told Ada I’m going down to the Dublin Pub for a beer .
” One beer and then come back ,” she said . ” I’m worried . Maybe you shouldn’t go . It’s dark and if something happens you don’t know the language . Maybe you shouldn’t go .”
” One beer ,” I said , and I took a set of keys . I locked the apartment door . I turned the key twice to lock the door .
I walked along past the park…
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