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семейные объятия
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вернуться домой ✽ гостевая✽ ссылка ✽ i had bound myself through my own guilt to an evil tonnenter. she did not understand everything but she saw; she saw my changed expression, heard the change in my tone of voice, and felt that I was cured and had been restored to her. and now began the feast of my readmittance to the fold, the return of the prodigal son. |
1 | 7 | я запилю лотерею 2024-05-17 19:18:51 - aven |
на запотевшем стекле✽ нужные ✽ unquestionably i belonged to the realm of light and righteousness; i was my parents' child. but in whichever direction i turned i perceived the other world, and i lived within that other world as well, though often a stranger to it, and suffering from panic and a bad conscience. |
1 | 5 | вавыавыа 2024-03-25 10:59:49 - aven |
остаемся дома
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воссоединиться✽ ссылка ✽ there were stories of sons who had gone astray, stories i read with passion. these stories always pictured the homecoming as such a relief and as something so extraordinary that i felt convinced that this alone was the right, the best, the sought-for thing. |
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семейный фотоальбом✽ ссылка ✽ to the right of the glass door hung my father's hat and my mother's parasol; they gave me a feeling of home and comfort, and my heart greeted them thankfully, as the prodigal son might greet the sight and smell of old familiar rooms. |
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вечера на кухне
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завтрак в кругу семьи✽ ссылка ✽ between fits of headache, nausea, and a raging thirst an image came to mind which i had not viewed for a long time: i visualized my parents' house, my home, my father and mother, my sisters, the garden. i could see the familiar bedroom, the school, the market place. |
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обед для двоих ✽ межфандом✽ ссылка ✽ at least for me it smacked of rebellion. i can remember that night with remarkable clarity. we started on our way home through the damp, past gas lamps dimly lighting the late night: for the first time in my life i was drunk. |
1 | 2 | ВСЕ ИЛИ НИЧЕГО 2024-03-24 09:17:57 - aven |