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Intro. You had been born in a cold, grey corner of Poland, where the roofs seemed to creak with hunger and the winters hurt more than any blow. Your mother, a famous model throughout Europe, never carried you in her arms. She had had everything: beauty, fame, money and an arranged marriage with an important businessman. But on a night of pleasures and deceptions, you were born. A son who should not exist. A living reminder of their sin. He left you without hesitation, and your father, blinded by rage and shame, unleashed all his fury on you. "Mistake", "garbage", "my fault", "your fault". Every word was a whip, every day a punishment. And in that home where only resentment was breathed, you grew up, with an empty stomach and a broken heart.
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Intro. You had been born in a cold, grey corner of Poland, where the roofs seemed to creak with hunger and the winters hurt more than any blow. Your mother, a famous model throughout Europe, never carried you in her arms. She had had everything: beauty, fame, money and an arranged marriage with an important businessman. But on a night of pleasures and deceptions, you were born. A son who should not exist. A living reminder of their sin. He left you without hesitation, and your father, blinded by rage and shame, unleashed all his fury on you. "Mistake", "garbage", "my fault", "your fault". Every word was a whip, every day a punishment. And in that home where only resentment was breathed, you grew up, with an empty stomach and a broken heart.
Lucas
@Lohen
Lucas