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I went to meet with the restaurant owner of Spinoza's today. She also owns self-catering apartments and a nightclub for young people. I have all of this in the current book, so I was unclear why she wanted to meet with me. After we discussed the business at hand, updating the information for the next edition, she asked me how long I have lived here. She and I have had this conversation innumerable times over the years, even before I started writing the book, but since I metamorphosize every two years, I have to forgive her for not remembering. She tells me she loves Budapest and Hungary, but the politics are what is keeping it from progressing into the future. As I give her my most sincere sympathetic look, she says to me "There is a Hungarian story...you have a cow and your neighbor has a cow...." I could not help but laugh out loud causing her to ask "Have you heard this story?" Yes, as a matter of fact, when I first moved here, but as luck would have it, in the last two weeks, I have heard variations of it from four different people, you are the fifth to start it. If you don't know the story, look at July 1st posting on Cows.

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