Decadent, worldly Budapest had willingly opened its arms to its old friends and customers, the Nazis. In the plushy, palatial coffee houses, in the gay restaurants on St. Margaret Island, in the Royal Palace in old Buda and across the river on the Corso of Pest, the city's life had become easy as a kept woman's. Then came the Russians. By this week Budapest found herself about to be deserted. With a Nazi pistol at her back, and the Russians in her streets, she faced destruction.
Before the Snows. The Russians waited four weeks on the Hungarian plain until...
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