Unfortunately, one couldn't just hop in a car and drive to a city seventy-five miles away. Maybe Romanians could but not foreigners. The Romanian government had to be informed and permission obtained. I wasn't too happy about informing the Romanian government that I was traveling to Pitesti. But since I was officially a diplomat, an excuse had already been fabricated for me to go there. Apparently I was to study the puppet theater at the County Theater for its cultural significance, and to determine if the performers could travel to the U.S. in a "cultural exchange."
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Sunday Six: Undercover
Today's Sunday Six from Chapter Seven of Book of Death:
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