Konstantin Treplev:
[Speaking to his uncle, Pjotr Nikolayevich]
There you are, you see. My mother doesn't love me! Well, of course she doesn't. She wants to live, to love, to wear bright clothes! I'm already 25 and I'm a constant reminder to her that she's no longer young. When I'm not there, she's 32, but when I am, she has to admit to 48, and she detests me for that.
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