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12 Ridl Was Once Spelled Hridl Bohemian draft runs from the barrels of Pilzen to the gnarled streets of Prague where Nazis spit then rolled over anything left behind. Here my father cleared the rubble and searched for something to take home. Today puppets— tramps, fiddlers, clowns, and ballerinas— dangle and dance their way along the ancient stone bridge carrying each gray day into the lingering song of sparrows. ...

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