It's hard to maintain normality and decency, because there are times when people are stupid. It's hard to be brave and optimistic, too many blows in the head, pouring into the twisted heart, always wanting to escape, always wanting to be weak, always wanting to complain, always wanting to blame all the difficulties on others, and continue to be like shit floppy on the ground
Everyone's normal, and Pete and Horace's childhood was pretty much the worst I can think of. The arrogant, arrogant and selfish father of the widowed education, the pessimistic and weak mother who complained and cried bitterly. Horace was very cute when she was a child, and she was always aggrieved when she was a child. Pete was a little delusional when she was a child, but she was handsome and considerate.
This is hope. No matter how difficult and ignorant life is, people can also ignite fantasy and ignite bright vision. Then Mom took Horace away and Pete was abandoned. Pete is completely mad, and Horace spends her life paying off her childhood debt
The characters set in the play are very interesting, and the kind-hearted woman is sick with scolding, so she always screams and shouts swear words at the most tender moments. This place is funny, it's a dog with scabies spreading its stomach out in the sun, it's not pretty, but it's so real
And there are anti-social elements who are chattering and ignoring, but who are constantly arguing, saying that everything is broken and that it will end sooner or later. He just complains and doesn't do anything substantive other than expressing his opinion in front of people for that pitiful attention. I despise such a person, he is just rationalizing his laziness and weakness. He's a sensationalist who trades his wit and meanness for attention, so pitiful
And the alcoholic, the fat self-righteous daughter, the sister with cancer, the incompetent and selfish uncle. We are not very good people, but there are moving things. No matter how sad people are, there are moments of brilliance
What to do, to be a sparrow, to break the throat of fate
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