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Monday, October 15th, 1962
Rent here is out of my reach. I have to sleep on the streets or benches, I have nowhere to go. Here, in Germany it is a bit colder than the weather in my country. Rain is getting more frequent day by day. I should find a roof over my head before winter comes, I’ll be a goner…
Tuesday, October 16th, 1962
Oh, how glad I am when the chilly night ends, but there’s no time for slouching. I am going around looking for the place to stay in, just for one night. Passing the barber’s shop by, I heard a man pronouncing the words ‘Au revoir’. My eyes lit up. I have understood those words… The barber must as well! I ran in there without a second thought.