A Japanese family of five, Daddy on a company assignment in Germany. First encounter with bureaucracy in a foreign land. There was a glimpse of being at the mercy of some unknown, unheard of power. The kafkaesque moment passed. Some of us can travel freely.
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Interesting that you should choose Kafka for the tense moment. Glad to have you here, Karin!
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