Sometimes you cry in other peoples’ homes. You ring up and say: I don’t want them to hear, I don’t want them to see me. Can you give me the keys to your place? In return you clean up, you vacuum a little or you leave a few choco- lates on the kitchen table. You have several sets of keys, several places to cry and bags full of gifts to leave there.
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