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Ballad of Aunt Else’s Refugees It s cold in Schlossberg. The stoves are full of our nails and hairs. The lift with coal and matches remained stuck in the middle of the hairdresser s by the City Gate. We had our forelocks trimmed for free there and now we look at each other as if in a mirror, pH neutral. When Aunt Else adds knitting to our slippers we play darts: she aiming her blue knitting needle at our hearts, we our red at hers. Gruss gott. and accelerates the asylum procedure. And love. It s going to be all right, Aunt Else says.

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