That's When I Reach For My Revolver: Prague Postcard: Among Our Own

At breakfast, I seated myself in the corner with my book, facing away from all the blah blah blah and the ha ha ha. The hotel restaurant was big enough and interspersed with people not from our tour that I thought I could get away with this . .... In the Jewish Cemetery outside, I walked slowly among the tilted, toppling headstones, most so worn with age that all the lettering had faded off, leaving mute rocks, one each for a forgotten Jew. The Jews lived in Prague ...