It was communism that killed communism
“So what?” I retorted to her, both stupidly and rightly, because… I‘m going to tell you. I had asked for the call the evening before. I asked for 7am, Paris time, the time when the typists arrived to the Monde. My pal with the husky voice had picked up the phone. “Come on, hurry up”, I told her. “I’ve got ten pages for you”. Silence, embarrassed silence on the other end of the line. “Bernard… I would be surprised if they took them. – Why wouldn’t they? – You don’t know? – What don’t I know? – The wall fell last night”.
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