Don't go down the Israeli aisle said my friend Ulla, longtime book professional the first time I went to the Frankfurt Book Fair so many years ago. If she had warned me against the Chinese aisle my life might have been different. The Israeli aisle the first I walked through, stopping to talk to two men, one round, close to the ground,the other long and thin they looked like a good set of salt shakers. Three of us spent the whole first week of Frankfurt together. They taught philosophy and wanted to start a publishing company. And we did. This was in the eighties.
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Don't go down the Israeli aisle said my friend Ulla, longtime book professional the first time I went to the Frankfurt Book Fair so many years ago. If she had warned me against the Chinese aisle my life might have been different. The Israeli aisle the first I walked through, stopping to talk to two men, one round, close to the ground,the other long and thin they looked like a good set of salt shakers. Three of us spent the whole first week of Frankfurt together. They taught philosophy and wanted to start a publishing company. And we did. This was in the eighties.