na rohu Anenskiho ndmisti.
on corner-Lsg Anensk6-Gsgn square-Gsg.
Zita, the head physician of the Podolf maternity hospital and for many years a friend of grandmother Lfba, who had known Kvido's mother since childhood, patiently tried to cater to her whim and promised her that she would reorganize the doctors* schedules so that on that critical day there would not be even one man assisting in the "With Zita in Podolf no birth ever hurts", rhymed grandmother Liba at lunch, and even Kvido's father's father, grandfather Josef, despite his apriori skepticism concerning everything communist, naturally making no exception for health care, was willing to admit mat the likelihood of Kvido's little head being crushed by the hospital tongs this time was indeed somewhat lower than it would be elsewhere. The only thing that no one had taken into account was a shaggy black German shepherd which suddenly appeared on the evening of the twenty-seventh of June in the crimson-colored sunlight on the embankment of the Vltava precisely at the moment when Kvido's mother was cumbersomely climbing out of a taxi, and which -- after quickly dashing up unheard - knocked her against the warm plaster of a house on the corner of Anenske* square.