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I had to sell the BMW Isetta after a year. The reason was that
            my father wanted the loan back as a punishment for my going
            out  to  Slovakia  to  sell  linen  tapestries illegally, together  with
            my future brother-in-law and a friend.
            These  were  linens  used  to  be  hanged  in  kitchens,  they  were
            decorated with  minimum  40-50 deer in the woods painted on
            them and as ware were going out of fashion in Hungary. A lot
            was  made, so they  had  to be sold. A  good number of hidden
            workshops  existed  in  Budapest,  which  made  everything  and
            acquired loads of money because there was a constant shortness
            of goods and wares. The suitor of my sister made me go with
            them; he said there was enough room in their car. And go I did,
            as it looked a fun adventure, plus I was eager to see Slovakia. I
            had never been to Slovakia until then. We roamed the mountain
            roads,  crossed  some  villages,  trying  to  sell  the screen-painted
            linen posters. But it was in vain; at least until the day we had
            reached  a  small  village  on top  of  a  mountain,  where  we  saw
            open but empty houses. That is, we did meet one person, who
            explained that he was the village’s communist party secretary
            and that rest  of the population of the village had  gone to the
            neighbouring village, because the church was there. Thus, we
            were about to go there but we were stopped by a small group of
            homecomings. We showed them the tapestries but they said that
            they had to go home for money and hurried away. So much for
            that,  we  thought,  and  started  to  pack  our  things,  but  then  we
            spotted the people of the village running towards the car. The
            narrow mountain road dust flew high as they were approaching
            and we thought that we were about to get in a big trouble soon.
                   “Give  two,  give  me  three”  they  shouted  and  they
            literally grabbed and snatched the tapestries out of our hands,
            throwing money at us just like that. An hour had passed and we
            were there without tapestries, we sold everything, all that was
            remained to be done was to look for a town, eat something at a
            restaurant and have some rest at a hotel. We were amazed for
            quite some time after we had seen how needed the product was.



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