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...unconnected episodes, he conducts a ramble through the thoughts of two 16-year-old boys who have nothing in common but an unrequited appetite for human contact. "Platzo" is the fantasy name that Arthur Turbitzky, a nice, repressed Jewish boy, bestows on himself, explaining to the reader "Platz means place in Jewish and German. It also means to burst." "The Mexican Pony Rider" is also a pseudonym; behind it, an unnamed juvenile delinquent prowls Manhattan, fancying himself a blend of pony-express rider ("Nothing bugged them") and Marlon Brando in Viva Zapata! These formless reveries might make source material...
Marxist Maginot. At the Potsdamer Platz, which was Berlin's Times Square before the Wall truncated it, visiting sightseers mount wooden stands to gawk at the bare, dead city beyond. "In one quick look," they nod, "you can see what Communism is like." Berliners proudly point out each place where the Wall has been breached: eight celebrated holes in the ground where East-West tunnelers surfaced; the spot on the River Spree where 14 East Berliners turned pirate and steered an excursion boat to freedom. On the Wall's grey blocks of compressed rubble they scrawl elaborate imprecations...
Bobby and Ethel arrived at Tempelhof Airport in the midst of a cold, stinging snowstorm. Yet more than 100,000 West Berliners lined the streets, repeatedly holding up the motorcade by the sheer press of their numbers. At Potsdamer Platz, Bobby glared through the strands of barbed wire that are part of the Wall in that section of divided Berlin. On the East Berlin side, a few Vopos scuttled out of sight. Otherwise, East Berlin appeared empty-and dead. "This," said Bobby, echoing the reaction of every first visitor, "is even more shocking than I imagined it would be. Unbelievable...
Traditional Dishes. Though gloom is heavy on the West side of the Wall, it is thick enough to cut on the East. On Marx-Engels Platz. crowds wander through the "Christmas Market.'' a bright-painted hodgepodge of game booths, carrousels, sausage counters and Ferris wheels. The displays are trimmed with Tannenbaum branches and Christmas decorations, but the people remain grim and unconvivial. At the intersection of Wilhelmstrasse and Unter den Linden, knots of East Berliners gather to stare wistfully westward through the columns of the Brandenburg Gate. Murmured a bespectacled worker: "The Americans should have torn down...
...behind police lines to watch the first-night show; many lingered till midnight at their sidewalk stations, peeping through the glass sides of the block-long building as the crowd inside washed down cookies with Rhineland champagne. A fleet of taxis and Mercedes limousines flowed onto Bismarckstrasse, off RichardWagner-Platz, to deliver the cream of West Berlin society, the entire West Berlin Senate, West Berlin Mayor Willy Brandt, Federal President Heinrich Lübke, retired U.S. General Lucius Clay, and 21 assorted ambassadors up from Bonn for the occasion. But for all the glitter, it was a subdued affair...