The lunches were individual affairs: sandwiches, bottled olives and jam commandeered from the Victoria. Sailors would leave them at the trader's. Who are they?" Mr. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all. I am shockingly poor.
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