Waiting for the Tram
There is at least a certain amount to look at while one stands at the Staromestska stop.
Like the Rudolfinum.
And sometimes a tram goes by advertising the film school in Zlin.
Originally on my life in Prague and my dissertation research on early Czech surrealism. Now it's life in the fast lane. Or is that the slow lane? The passing zone? The No-Doz zone? Please turn off your cell phone in my classroom and turn your full attention to my diverting babble.