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Menage et Trois 

 On the farm, I was sent to when my mother was at home for tuberculosis, 
I was quite happy, the people on the farm consisted of a middle-aged couple
The sister of the wife and two mentally deficient women did the work
The farm got payment from the state keeping them; they didn´t liven the house, 
but in the barn sleeping on straw mattresses. At the time I saw nothing wrong 
in this but they were cruelly exploited doing all the dirty work which farms produce.
As usual, I walked around in my own world milked five cows In the morning and 
fed the beasts, the cleaning I left for the two idiots to do.
In the house the two sisters argued a lot, the farmers sometimes slept in one bedroom,
 his wife’s sister and at times with his wife.
It appears I saw a manage et Trois were one part was an unwilling participant,
 which only stopped when the unmarried sister moved out.
When my mother was coming home from the sanatorium, I told her and there 
was much laughter in the family.

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