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| Dear Peter,
Please excuse me addressing you by first name, but I believe that we met once in a former life, when there was still an iron curtain between your country, former Chekoslovakia, and my country, Federal Republic of Germany. I think, we met on the ferry from Dover to Oostende/Calais and had a very interesting conversation, not only about our lives in East/West, only 1500km now, but also squirrels and other animals of Hungarian minority in Slovakia. I gave you my address, but you painted a picture on the back of my address paper, and, by mistake, gave it back to me. If I sound crazy to you by now, you are not the person I meant. Please delete my email (or let me know if you know another Slovak Peter Andras of Hundgarian minority born mid 1950ies in Slovakia). If you remember the German girl on the ferry, please recall that you promised me (22 years ago) to send me the picture you took (you with the Russian shapotchka in July 1984 and me in the green skirt). If it is really you, it would be so amazing - to find you on the internet, 22 years after the end of the cold war. If this is another "Peter Andras", please excuse the inconveniences, but let me know that you are the wrong person. Best regards, Almut from Hamburg | ||
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