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junior was quiet nice but the ***** he married not so and if their airplane dove in the sea not my problem as caroline kept visiting with her children gawking at the black men next table making bundle with jingle I was ten when her father died announce on the radio in the dark no hot water public bath every week and the toilet you had to share outside of the room with cot beds opened for my sibling every night as me the youngest will sleep with my mom in a bed for one and for sure we had no heat winter come and will scurry every penny for a baguette of bread to make dinner and then became adult with a prospect I am going to find caroline and sure did but took my time never telling the story sister and wrapped your coat around your shoulders as Shloosberg told me you don't have to do that but answered it's my privilege to do so

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