:27:01
Do what l have to do
as a mother and a writer.
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The little sweetheart.
:27:07
It was very quiet
in the normally crowded room.
:27:10
The cat was purring,
the geraniums on the windowsil.
:27:14
And old Saapke,
was atking a nap by the table.
:27:19
Goddamn him, how dare he?
A letter from my father:
:27:24
'...calling my commissars leeches...
:27:29
...and simultaneously wanting to get
paid for it, just goes too far.
:27:36
I sincerely regret that you'r social-democratic delusions...
:27:40
...and the way you act,
wich controls your whole persona...
:27:45
...is destroying your happiness and
of your wife and children.
:27:51
If your ideas should ever become a reality...
:27:54
...our whole society,
wich includes the working class, shall be ruined.'
:28:02
How dare he, goddammit.
- Don't swear.
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Do you know what that means?
Being Fired! Poverty!
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Poverty was not so bad.
:28:14
If there is no more perspective,
when the worms get into the wood...
:28:18
...only then everything is lost.
:28:21
Keep the faith, l said to myself.
Keep going.
:28:25
We will get through this.
:28:53
It's like she doesn't want the baby.
:28:56
MissesTroelstra, what do you want.