Das grüne Plakat

Summary

A tremulous lithograph of pre-war Vienna unfurls when a jade-hued streetcar placard—bearing nothing but the date of tomorrow’s assassination—appears overnight on every bleak façade. Franz, a bankrupt lithographer with graphite under every nail, believes the poster’s viridian ink is his own stolen formula; Liesel, a cabaret contralto whose voice smells of snow, sees her missing brother’s handwriting in the numerals; Anka, a factory worker who counts rivets like rosary beads, recognizes the paper as identical to the wrappers of the bombs her anarchist lover plants in mailboxes. Their separate obsessions braid into a city-wide conspiracy that smells of turpentine and cordite. By the time the mercury lamps sputter on, the trio has sprinted through flophouses, séance parlors, and the Prater at 3 a.m., chasing a phantom printer who leaves damp footprints the color of moss. The climax detonates inside the closed Palmenhaus where thousands of posters hang like humid vines: each sheet is a fuse, each citizen a detonator, and the green a color that eats memory. When dawn finally scrapes its razor across the sky, only the bureaucrats remember nothing; everyone else has become a ghost of ink, forever tattooed with the knowledge that tomorrow once had a face.

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