Arnon Grunberg

Two women


Around 12 p.m. I arrived at Warsaw airport.
I took a cab to Warsaw Central Railway Station. I had to wait there for almost three hours, so I looked for a restaurant, but a restaurant was nowhere to be found.
Finally I sat down at a self-service café where the temperature hovered around 45 degrees Fahrenheit.
I was the only foreigner at the café.
The sandwiches didn’t look too appealing, so I bought some chocolates.
Two beautifully clad women were eying me or my chocolates, but I didn’t feel like sharing my Kit Kat with them.