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| | BERLIN 2000 DIARY: Checking In, Press Hazing, and McChicken, Berlinale Begins |
 | | BERLIN 2000 DIARY: Checking In, Press Hazing, and McChicken, Berlinale Begins |
 | | In fact, on the streets of New York (and Havana, for that matter) I am much more likely to be approached by someone assuming I speak Spanish, rather than Yiddish or Hebrew. |
 | | To be honest, after a few days here, I do not really get the feelings that I was afraid I'd have, and am getting comfortable walking around the city, even alone at night, when "Ein McChicken, bitte" has occasionally been my rallying cry. |
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