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[…] he neither speaks nor understands a single English word, he doesn’t know whose image is on the coin he uses to pay his fare, and he takes the gum-chewing of his fellow passengers for an illness.
This war was shooting her youth to pieces as she was still marching through it.
So a mother knows more about a child than a child could ever know about herself.
Before, she was his freedom; now he’s begun to seek his freedom elsewhere.
A day on which a life comes to an end is still far from being the end of days.