It was indeed unforgettable. The wonderful meeting after 25 years of high school in which the supposedly faded ideas were rekindled. After they'd faintly languished they were now growing in those people with a middle life crisis. Such as myself. We were eating beans with Vietnamese pork knuckle. It was good with red cabbage salad in vinegar. With palinka and beer, and ice-cream as dessert. We quietly withdrew as refreshed couples, willing to cross the t's and dot the I's. Or a G. I for one flushed the toilet. In between love and sex I had the runs. Five minutes here, five minutes there.
(Translated by Mara-Sabina Rolea / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by prof. dr. Nadina Vișan / Edited by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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