I first traveled to Vienna to visit my sister (she had moved there for an Austrian boyfriend, now her husband), and at first glance I found a city that not only lived up to all I had read about it but possessed an air of familiarity, thanks to its abundance of iconic imagery (what college student has not decorated a dorm room with Klimt’s The Kiss at some point?). The longer I stayed, however, the more enigmatic the city seemed to me, and somehow I sensed that the “real” Vienna lay behind those ...
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