Antonia's Line Page #3

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My hatred will destroy you, your legs will krossas-

- split your teeth, your tongue be filled by each.

Will you come back, the water you drink poison you.

The food you eat will rot in your throat the air you breathe devour your lungs.

In vain will you plead for relief of your pain. This is straffet-

Because you have raped a child.

Help me.

Janne was then the owner of the farm and thrived in his new role.

The village is buzzing with rumors, but no one was singled out.

They rejoiced over the dear anfrvantens death.

My scores will be built.

Are you happy about it?

And...

Little friend..

The world is a helvete-

- where both tormented souls and devils dwells.

Schopenhauer?

The saying is wrong: Time does not heal all wounds.

But the pain is alleviated and memories fade.

The years went by. Thrse celebrated twenty years.

Assume:
The singular chain complex of the empty set is zero.

Assuming 5.8 gives the nth homology group is as fellow

- nth relative homology group if we, as a subspace, take the empty set.

Now we can construct a functor from ...

From the 2-category of topological pair to the category of chain complexes.

Define functor S as follows:

S of an ordered pair (X, A) is the singular kedjekomplexet-

- the room X modulo complex of A.

She spent time with some intellectuals, but was not satisfied.

It neokapitalistiska samhllet-

- make a socialist alternative to a non-material adaptation.

If a man is a cross of rela-

- this is what it primarily to process.

All relationships are disturbed, because the system makes it impossible to healthy relationships.

Just take the relationship between man and woman.

There is no chance when the community does not guarantee a greater consensus.

Their sophistry insulted her intellekt-

- and it was weak even with the physical exchange.

What have I done?

Thrse who was used to bring the best, found himself not in it.

Simon was not intellectually the equal of Thrse-

- but their friendship turned into love, and she was satisfied.

Will you marry me?

It only leads to misery if we marry.

I would have too little time for you.

But we love so well.

Just because.

Okay then.

I think I'm pregnant.

With children?

And.

- Oh ... - Do you want it?

- Of course she wants. - Not at all.

- Of course she wants. - That you're not?

- Of course she wants. - Not at all.

- Why not? - Why should she?

- It should not she. - It is she certain.

- And, and, and ... - Nej, nej, nej ...

Now?

This I have to think it over carefully.

Have you no compassion on the child?

Would you not spare the suffering of living?

Should you deliberately forcing a child to life?

Set aside Schopenhauer. This is important.

How can we bring more children into the world?

This vile world ...

Thrse and Simon's daughter named Sarah.

A pretty girl. Redhead course.

Just like his dad. We are redheads in our family.

What a sweet kid ...

Thrse did not fully embrace the child in the way one might have wished.

Simon could not explain what it was due.

It is sad to have to say it, but your mom is not normal.

The time went by. The seasons flowed together and succeeded varandra-

-in a future winding dance

- as to put an end to the eternal circuit time of birth and death.

- Hipp, hipp .. - hooray!

- It is for you. - Did you think we had forgotten?

We had not.

Now you start with Sarah finger.

Then we read Nietzsche together.

Why do you never go out, Finger?

The best thing is to not have been born.

Not to be. Being nothing.

- The next best thing is ... - Stop now, finger.

To die.

- Mom! Look! - Yes, honey.

- Without hands! - Yes Yes.

What happened? Have you fallen?

- Can I watch? - Come here.

There's iodine in the cabinet there.

Great grandmother!

Read what I have written.

- But Deedee is not dead yet. - How nice! Then she read it!

Deedee! I have written something to you!

Here! It is for you!

To the dead Deedee. Deedee is a beautiful, dove gray.

But she is not dead. Would she do it, I would miss her.

For after the grandmother and mum

-and Lara and Grandma

- Deedee are the finest in the whole village, the whole province, the entire nation

- in the whole universe. It's Deedee, and she is not dead.

How nice...

Now I will write more.

Sarah's poem about Dead Deedee seemed to have revived the Dden-

- for dogs suddenly it very much in the village.

Letta was simply born twelve children, but the thirteenth was her death.

Damn it!

I had wanted to continue for a while.

The priest and the twelve children moved, and he became a social worker in town.

Janne got a well-aimed kick a long beaten cow.

Lip died in an accident with traktorn-

-and Deedee was inconsolable.

And than was awful units not.

My dear, little Thrse ...

It is absurd to think that the endless pain life germanium

-is throughout random.

No. So common that the misfortune is, it seems to be the rule.

Whose debt is it that we exist?

Hardly the sun, that has happened to give us life.

It is my own guilt, because I do not believe in God or the afterlife.

Otherwise I could allow myself hoping loading

- a heavenly dessert after a main course indigestible.

I can not accept the widespread view that "everything will be better."

It never gets better.

At best, or at worst, it is only different.

I do not think more ...

I want to especially avoid thinking.

S and ...

After Krum Fingers death drew Thrse away.

Danielle responded with impotent rage at her daughter's grief.

Where is Krum finger now? Where do they go?

Krum Fingers body is fire

And the ash is utstrdd the ground.

Men...

Nothing dies forever.

There is always something quarterly

-As give life to something new.

So begins life without knowing where it comes from.

- And why it exists. - Why?

Apparently wants life to live.

- Is there no heaven either? - The dance we dance is the only one.

Who of us will die first?

If I can determine, it will be me who dies first.

But I had not thought to do that yet.

I'll tell you when it's time.

But do not worry. I feel I have many years left.

It was good.

Deedee...

It should levas- it may make or break.

The time overcame the time.

It was born not as many children as the Lettas time

- but enough of that life would go on.

Sometimes crawled time forward slowly as a turtle.

Sometimes stormed to the front like a vulture in search of prey.

The time took no account of death or life

- to wilting or plant, love, hate or jealousy.

The overrode everything that is important to us and that makes us forget it.

Are you not feeling well?

I'm going to die.

Not?

Today.

I had promised to tell you.

Terrible.

It's not easy.

Go get the others.

Little friend...

I will not die until you're back.

Already at dawn Antonia knew that her days were numbered.

She also knew that her last day had come.

She would call in those she loved.

Then she would close her eyes and die.

Bass would cobble coffin and Olga, Russian, would wrap her,

- with great delicacy. It would not be something to be ashamed of.

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