Klaus and Dieter, two recent arrivals from an eastern part of Germany, were eager to immerse themselves in Austrian life. The tram hummed past, its red and white silhouette gliding along the grandeur of the Ringstraße. Klaus and Dieter stepped onto the pavement, the scent of roasted chestnuts curling through the crisp autumn air. “Wien,” Klaus muttered, drinking in the golden domes, the baroque facades, the precision of o...