This Must Be the Place Page #5

liked you too.

Why 'I know so much that you had

just need a nice diversion.

You're right, and I 'liked

Yes, I know.

This place makes me feel good.

The mountains make me feel at peace with the world.

You know...

and 'how to wear a tie.

The know how to use that gun?

How do you know that I have a gun?

Why 'I know. I know all too well

that wars never end.

"Imitation".

Hitler had a private practice

two hundred square feet...

But he always said his architect

which was small.

Goering came to a house

equal to that of Hitler.

Himmler wanted a house

equal to that of Goering...

Bormann wanted a house

equal to that of Himmler...

When Himmler was able to get it equal to that of Goering.

All imitated all.

All, but not Jews.

They did not imitate anyone.

"Humiliation".

If you hope to survive,

you must know someone that wants to kill you at all costs.

I survived.

Your father tried to kill me for

years, because of the following episode.

Winter of '43

the appeal was made in the field.

He did something wrong,

not remember what...

It still threatened to tear the German shepherd.

The dog growl 'against him and

Pearl fear piss' arose.

And I... I laughed.

This' the fact, this was

humiliation.

Compared to the horrors of Auschwitz, a small thing,

but your father has never forgotten.

Your father wrote me letters,

I wrote words atrocious.

Beautiful words.

Letters

my wife forwarded to me by a thousand attentions.

By the way, then you came back

occurred to my wife.

But as a student.

I hated your father 'cause his obsession

I made my life miserable.

I was totally won over.

The inexorable

beauty of revenge...

Throughout an entire life dedicated to avenge humiliation.

This is called persistence

called "greatness".

'Theft' "

" The little bike... "

".. The kiss

sneak in the back of the garden, at 13,

black clouds, thunder

the thrill that comes close..."

Silence the ticking of the clock... "

. Tight embraces of the mother, the caresses

kind of father..."

".. The finger wrote on

fogged."

".. The corner store near the window,..."

A blanket of hay fever

"..

clear skies of northern Europe."

"To everyone, without distinction, and

'was stolen from her youth."

"To everyone, without distinction, and

'carelessness was stolen."

"Beyond the barbed wire,

... we watched the snow."

'E. .. and God

'God' as... "

God '.

God ..

No matter, I can not remember another

E '

a real injustice that my father died before her.

Holy sh*t.

Something disturbed me.

Do not know what exactly... but something

Listen, I gotta tell you

your father loved you.

How do you know?

He... he said.

It 's not true, but

and' nice of you to tell me.

Grab one.

Then, when the hell...

We

over the barbed wire watched the snow.

And God looked

God and thus, form an infinite

that stuns...

Beautiful, lazy and stops,

not feel like doing anything.

Like some women,

as kids, we have only dreamed of.

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