I arrive at the Szepilona Bisztro, on a leafy boulevard on the Buda side of Budapest, clutching a Rubik’s Cube and searching for the man who created it almost 50 years ago. I feel unworthy to have lunch with Erno Rubik, not least because the Cube I am holding has never been solved. When a waitress approaches, I proffer it, explaining that I am dining with its creator. An awed smile spreads across her face.
我拿着一个魔方，进入布达佩斯布达一侧一条林荫大道上的餐厅Szepilona Bisztro，寻找近50年前创造魔方的那个人。我觉得自己不配与鲁比克•艾尔诺(Erno Rubik)共进午餐，尤其是因为我从来没能破解手中这个魔方。当一位女服务员走近时，我把魔方递给她，解释称我在等候它的创造者。她的脸上露出敬畏的微笑。
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