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Statues and Poppies: Musing on nationality and identity.

His voice shakes with emotion. He stands tall but tense, his stocky body almost rigid, his moist eyes fixed on the back of the hall. The words of the poem well up from deep within him, ‘God Of Hungarians, we … Continue reading

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