Specimen Book - Project 2

Rodchenko Regular: My childhood faith! My childhood faith! Thou shalt not kill, ha. And I believed it. What are they making of my childhood faith! I, The son of a charcol burner and a Gypsy women who could not read but, knew the ten commandemnets off by heart, I’m possessed by the Devil. Why? Simply becuase I scorned all ten commandments.

Go to Hell joe! You’re possesed by the Devil.

Why? Because I scorned all ten commandments.

Go to Hell, Joe! Everyone said to me, and I went to hell. I lied and everything went better. I stole whatever took my fancy and became possesed by the Devil. I whored with whatever came my way, married or unmarried, becuase I had the urge to.

And I felt fine when I gave way to my urge and became possesed by the Devil.

That’s what I believed!

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No Ill Has Befallen the Sleeping City

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So Far Today..

Rodchenko Condensed In SHORT all of you, I’ve had enough of you and your firebugs! I never go to the local anymore, I’m fed up withh it. Can’t people find anything else to talk about nowadays? After all, i’ve only got one life, If we take everyone we meet, except ourselves for a firebug, how are things ever going to improve? Dammit it all! We must have a little trust, all little good will. That’s what I think. We mustn’t always look on the black side. DAMN IT ALL, not everyone is a firebug. That’s what I think. A little trust, A little...

I CAN’T be scared the whole time!...

Do you think I slept a wink last night? I’m No Fool. Petrol is petrol!

The grimmiest thoughts filled my mind - I cliumbed up onto the table to listen, and then later even onto the cupboard to put my ear to the cieling. They were snoring! ... But in spite of that, beliebe it or not, I once went out onto the landing, in my pajamas - I was so furious, I was on the point of throwing the two scoundrels out into the street - along with their drums - with my own hands, ruthlessly, in the middle of the night!

With your own hands?

Yes. Ruthlessly?

Yes In the middle iddle of the night?

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