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■ I know what you're thinking, father
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on the sit near the window pane every night in the bus
the glass full of beads sweated of impotence and the smell of metal bars on hands the smell of hundreds or thousands of people that leave or get back close to him every night somehow manages to remain silent in his thoughts his work fellows are boisterous they take their dirty fezzes off the head and laugh shamelessly without getting tired and sometimes he gets mocked or nudged through the bloated feather jacket he shows plausible the teeth a few times feels embarrassed against the golden ager in the back even if his eyes glitter of rum
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