To me, you see, Germany is a country frozen in the past, destroyed, a curiously extraterritorial place, inhabited by people whose faces are both lovely and dreadful. All of them are dressed in the style of the Thirties, or even earlier fashions, and wearing headgear that does not go with their clothing at all � pilots� helmets, peaked caps, top hats, ear muffs, crossover headbands, and hand-knitted woollen caps.
