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t the unemployment ratetheir bad
luckthe city counciland the governmenttracing their every problem to
the nation and the state. As they traveled from house to houselistening
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to these tales of hardshipa moment arrived whenin spite of the white
light coming in through the windowsKa came to feel as if they had
entered a shadow world. The rooms were so dark he could barely make
out the shape of the furnitureso when he was compelled to look at the
snow outsideit blinded him—it was as if a curtain of tulle had fallen
before his eyesas if he had retreated into the silence of snow to escape
from these stories of misery and poverty.
The suicide stories he heard that day were the worst; they would
haunt him for the rest of his life. It wasn’t the elements of poverty
or helplessness that Ka found so shocking. Neither was it the constant
beatings to which these girls were subjectedor the insensitivity of fathers
who wouldn’t even let them go outsideor the constant surveillance of
jealous husbands. The thing that shocked and frightened Ka was the way
these girls had killed themselves: abruptlywithout ritual or warningin
the midst of their everyday routines.
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I’m sure I was
very grateful for it.’
‘And what good did your gratitude do