Rumor had it that he was only selling apartments to Israelis. His first question to me, as he sized me up: “Medaber Ivrit?” (Speak Hebrew?)
Unfortunately, his apartments were dreadful. Typically decrepit former homes of East German government officials, there were holes in the wall.
“Before I got into real estate, I sold mobiles in New York,” he said. I thought of him when I found this brochure on my hotel night table.