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thinking that the Germans were all waiters

[...] Cenzo Rena said he would have started thinking that the Germans were all waiters, poor unfortunates with some sort of a job at the back of them, poor unfortunates whom it was not really worth while killing. And this was a thought that in war-time had no sense, it was an idiotic thought but he…

—p.378 All Our Yesterdays All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg
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after the war he would start being a waiter again

The German stood looking on while they dug the hole, he went on repeating how hard he had jammed on his brakes, his whole back was still hurting him because of the jar that sudden braking had given him. Then he sat down in the kitchen and began playing with the little girl, the child had a little b…

—p.366 All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg
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the forest guard’s wife ate some rat poison

[...] One day the Fascists went into the forest guard’s house and started shooting at the looking-glass in the way the Germans did, and then they took the forest guard’s boots, the forest guard himself had for some time been in hiding at a farm-house and there was only his wife in the house, and wh…

—p.365 All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg
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Cenzo Rena said it was useless to write

[...] And Giustino, said Anna, what on earth had become of Giustino and Concettina, there were always stories about Rome but about the North no one knew anything, Concettina’s last letter, a little before the armistice, had said that Giustino was at Turin, but after that no more letters had come an…

—p.364 All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg
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Italy would certainly be flooded with mild old gentlemen

[...] In any case it was useless to talk any more about Mussolini, no one was thinking about Mussolini now. Now there was the King, the collector of coins, who gradually had pulled himself together and wanted to try and take command. The King would dig out goodness knows what old ministers, because…

—p.334 All Our Yesterdays (1) by Natalia Ginzburg