A further collection of short stories.
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A couple go for drive unwittingly with Hitler,
A man finds the secret of etrnal life
A bank robber is robbed by the bank.
A jogger is driven crazy by foorprints...some of the stories in this book.
The bank stood squarely in the centre, on the preferred side, of the Avenue Hoch.
Even to Adrian, who was not a student of architecture, the pleasing dimensions of the structure added nothing, but a plus, to the superb architecture of Paris.
It looked solid and forever, imbuing clients with a sense of security and reliability, of tradition and service. It looked everything a bank should look.
If the outside of the building was imposing, the banking hall blew Adrian away. Whilst welcoming, it also astonished. Marbled floors, wood panelled walls, gleaming chandeliers and furnishings all fashioned and placed in the year of the birth of the bank -1899.
For the aficionados of art nouveau, they were entering Heaven.
Yes, decided Adrian, this was the bank that had been recommended to him, the bank he had been looking for, this was the bank he wanted.
Yes, this was the bank he was going to rob.