A Saturday night at Nemdebar — one drink in the cold, a bar the size of a caravan, and a table of holiday-primed strangers generous with their company and their pathogens. Ten days of Magyar head cold followed: sleeping until 3 PM, a writing schedule in ruins, and one man's lungs working overtime. He's back. Mostly.

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