"Mother, I come to you. It got on my nerves—the women I saw. Sometimes it seemed that she would never recover it. Prison was bleak without spaciousness, and pervaded by a faint, oppressive smell; and she had to wait two hours in the sullenly defiant company of two unclean women thieves before a cell could be assigned to her. “Who’s your violin teacher?” He asked. When it came time to eat once again, she hid out on the beach, a remote fastness beyond the city walls, a swampy morass that everyone avoided.
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