Sudetenland Tales by Edward Drobinski - HTML preview

Sudetenland Tales

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A teenaged girl watching TikTok and sitting in a room full of bags of rice as a bug eyed, seemingly crazed Uber driver with a machete stacks a purchase onto the back of a Honda.

A fish monger breaking down some random fish I’ve never seen in my life and putting the guts in a kettle of curried stew.

A guy wants to show me his chubby little terrier. Cute dog. I look over and there are cages of roosters being raised for cock fights.

Etc., etc., etc. So many people on top of each other, so many businesses, such big families. There are also were so many kids. When I got out of the maze, school was letting out, and there were thousands and thousands of teens in uniforms, getting on bikes and talking on cell phones. There was a wall of mopeds, like every Honda built from 1947 to present was on this main drag. Darkies slowed down near the children to say; ‘Yu mudder sind me ta git yu.’ I was amazed how they all phrased exactly alike, before realizing that this was just the product of another urban franchise.

I headed across the river to a District 4 apartment complex. The stark contrast of this new construction sprouting up everywhere. I went to this bombed out old apartment complex for whatever