几年前有一家画刊的年轻女编辑来访问我,她把小提包里的东西统统抖搂在我的桌子上:香粉、粉扑、唇膏、钥匙、笔记本和钢笔。然后她一边把桌上的东西一件一件扔回提包——就剩下笔记本和钢笔——,一边开始进行早先预约好的谈话。她准备给画刊写一篇关于布拉格的文章,可是第一个问题就暴露出她作为新闻记者的稚嫩。她信赖地看着我的脸,天真地问我:从什么时候起我才 A few years ago a young female editor of a print came to visit me and she crammed everything in her little bag on my desk: powder, puff, lipstick, key, notebook and pen. Then she threw back the contents of the table one by one back in the bag - leaving the notebook and pen - and proceeding with the earlier scheduled conversation. She was going to write an article about Prague for the painting, but the first question exposed her innocence as a journalist. She confidently looked at my face and asked me naively: When did I start?