Dal Shabet

Zelig gave her a piece of paper and a pencil. - Write: I'm tired of everything. I regret not going with the romantics who wanted to take me away from this "horrible life." Lately, my womb has even been hurting, but my heart hurts even more. I despise you. The last person I took in reminded me of Catharine, but he was so awful that I even wished for his death. I've been preparing for this for some time, and now I've finally decided. I'm leaving Nevermore, and the new world in general. Don't look for me if you don't want to get a knife in your stomach. Besides, you won't find me. I like all this luxury, but it still doesn't belong to me, so it's worthless. Alibiderchi. Kaya. While Amos dictated the letter to the prostitute, he quietly and carefully opened the window and looked out into the street.