The girl: “Tell me. What do you see when you dream like that?” The Jew: “… I see myself turning around, and waving goodbye.” The girl: “I also have nightmares.” The Jew: “What do you see?” The girl: “A train, and my dead brother.” The Jew: “Your brother?” The girl: “He died when I moved here, on the way.” The girl and the Jew, together: “Ja—yes.”
