If this month's wealth of Hungarian writing leaves you wanting more, look no further than our May 2008 issue. György Dragomán's “Haul” describes a human smuggler named Zeus and his less than Olympian methods.  In an unspecified year, he drives his desperate clients to an unnamed border, then sends them off on the last leg of the trip with forged passports (“just good enough to win you some time”) and the less ordinary tools of bear lard and wetsuits.  Zeus's bland parting words (“Have a safe journey”) belie the terror of this final and most harrowing part of the flight.