Utca

Fifty years later, he remembered still driving his Chevrolet up Csaba Utca and seeing my sister and me sitting on the curb.

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We stand for a while at the intersection of Csaba Utca and Roskovics Utca, where I learned to ride a bicycle and from where my parents were snatched by the secret police.

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Together we marched down Csaba Utca to the post office where Mama made her phone calls.

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At 11:10 Marcine code for Mama, wearing a ski cap and a brown sheepskin jacket, black ski pants, holding a shopping basket, accompanied by her younger daughter, left their home and walked down Csaba Utca to the market where they spent approx. one minute.

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Sometimes, he parks in front of the market, on the corner of Csaba and Maros Utca, gets out, looks around before he gets back in his car.

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“Of all the walks we took together,” my father recalled, “in the tree covered hills of Buda, or among the azaleas of Chevy Chase, this one through the dark deserted corridors of Fo Utca I will always remember.”

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I had rushed home from school because my “big sister,” Cunci, had promised to accompany me to our old house, on Csaba Utca.

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By the time we reached the house on Csermely Utca, in Zugliget, I had no sense of where we were.

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Somewhere along their route, a former inmate of the Fo Utca, a farmer, recognized the pair.

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The purpose of the Fo Utca—as of every other prison in the vast Gulag across the Soviet empire—was to break the prisoner.

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