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  • whenever Friederike spoke in german, she would frown. it was only when she'd converse in english that her taut forehead relaxed and her eyes lightened.

    i wanted so badly to understand what she was saying that would make her so stern. she laughed when the poet on the beach told a story about his girlfriend's appetite.

    i wanted so badly to understand that story too.
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