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Maxine 2022-01-11 08:03:33
Tribulation
Frankie's childhood was so miserable, but we have also seen that the life that has gone through hardship has not withered and lost its luster, but has become more shining. Tribulation is like a whetstone, sharpening the knife of life. What was unfolding in front of him now may be a wasteland or a...
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Keith 2022-01-11 08:03:33
We are all angel children
From the perspective of a child, "The Ashes of Angela" takes poverty into the bones! Living in modern society, we don’t experience the hunger when we lick the fries from the newspaper; we don’t experience the sadness of being laughed at by our partners without shoes; we don’t experience the fear of...

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Nadia 2022-03-26 09:01:11
Insensitive. @Vista Way #2605 Orlando, Florida
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Guiseppe 2022-03-24 09:03:05
Feelings reflect everything, religion, country, race, and education. Irish vs Northern Irish, Catholic vs Christian. I especially hate my father here. He is cowardly, incompetent and self-righteous. He has no survival skills, but he forced his mother to give birth to one after another. He used the money that his grandfather bought milk powder for his children to drink. They paid a little bit, they made money today, they bought alcohol, they fell asleep after drinking, and they were fired the next day. But the father is a good father in a certain way, telling stories to the children and developing Frank's narrative ability max. For, really love it and hate it. The mother tried her best to cultivate the independence of the children and bring them true personality, but in that dark period, it was all for the sake of a meal, for the children, and surrendering to the society... Grandmother, aunt and uncle are really kind family, knife mouth and tofu heart , the emergency does not save the poor. As for me, the protagonist, I am a real person, greedy, fun, desire mixed with independence at the same time, and many other emotions...
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