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away, his two cats join him in the balcony, giving him company. Marion, the big

                   cat, is thrusting its head down and around his legs then all of a sudden stops and
                   jumps up to sit on the railing: its usual place, and with a fixed look on its face,

                   scouting out over the yard. If anybody were shadowing him, where could they be,

                   where would they stand? He gently lets his gaze wander from window to
                   window in the houses opposite to his balcony. Jano starts thinking about his time

                   in prison. It's been about a month since he last was inside. He considers the

                   hundred-krone note he got for selling the kitten. He smiles with an almost
                   strange and wry smile, while he mutters to himself in self-pity: “How low can you

                   go? Selling kittens… pfff."
                     He strokes Marion over the soft fur and takes a deep puff of the thin cigarette he

                   just rolled with the last dry tobacco lint. His eyes are itchy and red; he is now just

                   waiting for the next buyer to call about the other kitten.
                     "Yes, yes," he mutters to himself nervously, as if to calm himself down. He looks

                   at Marion. "Soon the two of us will be alone again, and then we will find a way to

                   get by, my dear."
                     He walks back into the room and picks up the letter that he placed on the sofa

                   table before. Now, he wants to smoke, read and try to calm himself further down.
                     "Shit!" he exclaims loudly, as he’s reading the letter for the third time. A letter

                   sent from Croatia.


                   To Mr. Janokovic Tomick



                   Dear brother,
                     Congratulations on a month out of jail. The letter is sent on behalf of Olina

                   Tomick, your sister, as well as the rest of great Tomick family and me. We want to

                   stress that this was the absolute last time you did something criminal. If it happens
                   again, I, David Tomick, will personally make sure that you are either voluntarily

                   get deported back to Croatia or by force, and you will thus come under the care of

                   me and the rest of the family.
                     As your half-siblings, still related by blood, we must let you know that our patience

                   has waned. We cannot not accept any further criminal behaviour. The family name
                   is soiled because of you. Father, the one we have in common, died an honourable
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