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He’d also arrived at the conclusion that if we vividly remembered the misery of every cold, cut and bruise, in anticipation of the next illness or misfortune, we would all go mad.
Working from seven until eleven and providing a service to the general public would make a saint irritable.
Just as you never really knew what was going on behind a face, you also had no idea what a home really looked like behind the façade.
‘Life is full of repetition,’ the man eventually said. ‘Same bad things keep happening.’

