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Immediately after I was born, my mother was seized with a fit of hysterical laughter, which went on for two whole days. The midwife said of me that I would be a blithe child, but this was not at all to be the case. Mother stopped laughing at the moment father took to his bed, struck down with the gout. As he was ill, he asked to see me. He gazed at me for a long time, but said nothing, and, after a while, made a sign for me to be taken away. His mind was on other things, as would later emerge.

 
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La capatul noptii
Raiul gainilor
Matei Brunul
Provizorat
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Lumea in doua zile
Imigrantii
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