Oldhans - Monika May -25.08.2024-

At the very top of the post, she wrote a dedication:

And return she did. Over thirty years, Monika left me seven times. Each departure was different: once by train to Prague, once by a bus that smelled of diesel and sorrow, once simply on foot, walking down our gravel driveway until she became a speck in the heat haze. But each time, a postcard would arrive. No return address. Just a photograph of a bridge, a café, a cemetery. On the back, in her cramped hand: “OldHans – still thinking of you.” OldHans - Monika May -25.08.2024-