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At that moment, the curtain rose on a parenthetical, domestic drama... Shit. ...which required the immediate and complete attention of Monsieur Jean, but, frankly, did not hold mine for long.

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The thermal baths are very beautiful. They were in their first condition. It couldn't be maintained, of course. Too decadent for current tastes. But I love it all just the same, this enchanting old ruin.

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Yet here, in his own nearly empty hotel, he occupied a servant's quarters?

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I beg your pardon?

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I didn't.

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YOUNG WRITER: It was off season and, by that time, decidedly out of fashion, and it had already begun its descent into shabbiness and eventual demolition. What few guests we were had quickly come to recognize one another by sight as the only living souls residing in the vast establishment, although I do not believe any acquaintance among our number had proceeded beyond the polite nods we exchanged as we passed in the Palm Court, in the Arabian baths, and on board the Colonnade Funicular. We were a very reserved group, it seemed, and, without exception, solitary.

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It is an extremely common mistake, people think the writer's imagination is always at work, that he's constantly inventing an endless supply of incidents and episodes, that he simply dreams up his stories out of thin air. In point of fact, the opposite is true. Once the public knows you're a writer, they bring the characters and events to you and as long as you maintain your ability to look and to carefully listen, these stories will continue to... Stop it. Stop it! Don't! Don't do it!

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A number of years ago, while suffering from a mild case of "Scribe's Fever," a form of neurasthenia common among the intelligentsia of that time, I decided to spend the month of August in the spa town of Nebelsbad below the Alpine Sudetenwaltz, and had taken up rooms in the Grand Budapest, a picturesque, elaborate, and once widely celebrated establishment. I expect some of you will know it.

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Thank you most kindly, sir. Did Monsieur Jean have a word or two to share with you about the aged proprietor of this establishment?

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I said, I know and admire your wonderful work.

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MR. MOUSTAFA: I admire your work.

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Times have changed.

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I must confess, I did myself inquire about you. He's perfectly capable, of course, Monsieur Jean but we can't claim he's a first, or, in earnest, even second-rate concierge. But there it is.

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This name will no doubt be familiar to the more seasoned persons among you.

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MR. MOUSTAFA: The war began at midnight. Pffeifelstad fell by lunch under heavy shelling, and 10 battalions surged across the long western border. High-command advanced to Nebelsbad.

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What's the problem? This is outrageous. The young man works for me at the Grand Budapest Hotel in Nebelsbad.

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MR. MOUSTAFA: By express wireless, I wrote Agatha with instructions to move to our pre-arranged hideout, a Gypsy caravan on the outer Nebelsbad road, while Monsieur Gustave and I continued east into the Zubrowkian Alps, toward our high-altitude rendezvous with the butler Serge X.

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However, the telegraph office always keeps a carbon of the ticker tape for 24 hours. I copied it down. It reads as follows, "Pack your things stop. "Be ready to leave at moment's notice stop. "Hide-out is vicinity of Gabelmeister's Peak stop. "Destroy this message all my love full stop."

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At that moment, the curtain rose on a parenthetical, domestic drama... Shit. ...which required the immediate and complete attention of Monsieur Jean, but, frankly, did not hold mine for long.

The thermal baths are very beautiful. They were in their first condition. It couldn't be maintained, of course. Too decadent for current tastes. But I love it all just the same, this enchanting old ruin.

Yet here, in his own nearly empty hotel, he occupied a servant's quarters?

I beg your pardon?

I didn't.

Thank you most kindly, sir. Did Monsieur Jean have a word or two to share with you about the aged proprietor of this establishment?

I said, I know and admire your wonderful work.

MR. MOUSTAFA: I admire your work.

Times have changed.

I must confess, I did myself inquire about you. He's perfectly capable, of course, Monsieur Jean but we can't claim he's a first, or, in earnest, even second-rate concierge. But there it is.

This name will no doubt be familiar to the more seasoned persons among you.

MR. MOUSTAFA: The war began at midnight. Pffeifelstad fell by lunch under heavy shelling, and 10 battalions surged across the long western border. High-command advanced to Nebelsbad.

What's the problem? This is outrageous. The young man works for me at the Grand Budapest Hotel in Nebelsbad.

MR. MOUSTAFA: By express wireless, I wrote Agatha with instructions to move to our pre-arranged hideout, a Gypsy caravan on the outer Nebelsbad road, while Monsieur Gustave and I continued east into the Zubrowkian Alps, toward our high-altitude rendezvous with the butler Serge X.

However, the telegraph office always keeps a carbon of the ticker tape for 24 hours. I copied it down. It reads as follows, "Pack your things stop. "Be ready to leave at moment's notice stop. "Hide-out is vicinity of Gabelmeister's Peak stop. "Destroy this message all my love full stop."