yes and no. the good ones died of cancer, the bad ones, like my uncles and cousin are two neo-nazis and a rap**t.
theres no contact there anymore since my aunt died.
my cousin is a pervert that touches old ladies and my two uncles are two of the stupidest people that ever lived. they have to be. how else can you be roma AND a nazi, both at once.
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so i visited her until she communicated it became too taxing for her.
i really, really hope her behavior can be explained by coming out of sedation only a few hours earlier. she could barely talk and think.
i tried to sit there putting on a brave face for her, but i couldnt stop crying.
anyway... i thought about drowning my sorrow in a drink... or 50, but decided against it.
alcohol makes me even more emotional, so terrible idea.
instead i went to the dodgiest part of the town where the really good turkish bakery is, got myself some börek and buregi (like a kind of... croissant, but using filo/yufka dough) with several fillings.
crispy on the outside, soft and juicy and meaty/cheesy/spinachy (depending on the filling) on the inside.
sooooo effing good. gonna stuff myself till i drop into bed.
havent been there in ages, since there have been multiple shootouts in that street, killed police officers and anti-israel protests my mother is afraid to go there
i meanwhile love good baked goods and no longer fear death
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for your mother, and for You at your mental state at the moment, as my
goes out to You.
