Bill was watching a prize fight in Vienna and when the
black fighter knocked out the white one and tried to make some kind of statement, the
white guy went after him again and eventually there was such a ruckus that the black guy
had to run for his life.
Bill remembers this so well
because he is very interested in and perturbed by the prejudice made so obvious in his
travels. He differentiates to a certain extent which places he likes more based on the
way that people treat each other in them. For this reason he tends to say that he likes
Paris more than Vienna, he feels they are less prejudiced, perhaps more
civilized.
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