[Dottore]

I was in Jakarta at the time, and as these things sometimes happen, that night I was at a reception hosted by the East German Ambassador to Indonesia. It was a very sad affair, because everyone there knew that these East Germans living large (relatively) in their diplomatic positions would very soon (within days) be unemployed. To their credit, they cracked their best champagnes that night, and had more ordered in. But that was it. They were gone two weeks later. Actually one of the attaches stayed on. Sent his wife back to Leipzig. He now runs the top private investigative agency in Jakarta.