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music properly. Except at dinnertime when simple tunes played, which she

                   gladly enjoyed.
                     The shelf, that the radio was on top of, he built himself. It was strategically

                   located right at the doorway to the living room, so they could hear music in both

                   rooms. Well, in the whole apartment.
                   The letter was still unopened on the kitchen table. He got angry when Trudie

                   again asked him what’s in the letter. Something kept him from opening it.

                   Quietly he scrolled in the newspaper from the day before.
                   "Turn off the light. I can easily read."

                   As if the day wouldn’t really start, the light remained pale. But there was just
                   enough light that he could read the newspaper when he used his magnifying

                   glass. Money wasn’t like the old days.

                     Trudie observed him eating a piece of toasted white bread. He should have got
                   used to the attention. At first she got up and did her morning routine, making her

                   look nice, then she ate something that he had abandoned long ago, to find out

                   what it was, then she browned the bread for him and made miserable coffee.
                   No matter how many times he pointed it out, the coffee didn’t get better.

                   Eventually, he gave up and drank the shit she served. He never thought about
                   brewing the coffee himself.

                   Trudie’s body was gradually slumping, and he interpreted her gaze as a mixture

                   of resentment and self-pity. Sometimes he wondered if she dressed in the same
                   boring large-flowered dresses to just get more sympathy and seem even more

                   helpless.

                     The Nazi takeover in Germany had been a disaster for him. It had not been long
                   before he was ordered, politely though, to rearrange the strategy for his

                   exhibition.

                   For more than 20 years, he worked hard to build a combined gallery and
                   museum that stood out. A place named after his last name, where the Berliners

                   knew that they could always find the latest art and capture the latest waves of

                   architecture.
                   Gallery-Museum Hinterglau was centrally located in the middle of Berlin and was

                   part of the city's museum lake near the Spree River. As a neighbor, Uno had some
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