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I was now watching Vyborg
opening at my feet from Patterimäki. I was going to find out what was left of me in these
playgrounds. I had been living as a refugee among refugees ever since I was eight. I know
what it feels like. My parents - especially my mother - never recovered from the shock.
Expulsion is one of the cruelest punishments that one can face. In addition to the
property, one is bereaved of one's mind and language. |