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My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me. For all her begging she had been given the choice to go into the nunnery and “learn how to read scrolls with the rest of God’s Spinsters” by her father, but had quickly lost interest when presented with the idea of bearing babies. I thought about how insensitive my behavior was and even though I don’t think that I was being antiSemitic on purpose, I can see how dumb I was being. One of her duties, after she had been taught to read, had been to read aloud after breakfast and before going to bed. All other things were without weight or consequence before the fact that this poor young man would have to depend upon her for his life. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. You may fall into the hands of your enemy. I had left Paris. She asked no further questions for the moment. The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. He knew she was out there, he could feel it. And he did not lack courage. Our land brings us in nothing. From your pocket there.
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