Kristina:
Nah, Karl Os, don't.
Karl Oskar:
Why not?
Kristina:
I'm thinking of the children.
Karl Oskar:
All three are asleep.
Kristina:
I didn't mean that. How shall we feed them?
Karl Oskar:
Feed them?
Kristina:
I mean, if we stopped, there'd be no others.
Karl Oskar:
Stopped? Stay away from each other? For the rest of our lives? Kristina, it's more than I could do. Kristina, not till I'm so old the moss is growing out of my ears.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:15