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In these blocks live workers from the TSPM, which is to say the Tools and Spare Parts Mill, as anyone curious enough to ask will discover. Most of them are the sons of peasants from villages nearby or farther afield, who have been to trade school and “taken refuge in town, because the bread’s whiter there.” They married the daughters of peasants, who in their turn went to trade school and work alongside them in the factory. They have a flat – “good, bad, that’s all there is to it !” – “in the prefab bocks” of the industrial zone. “But it’s alright, ’cause it’s near work.”

Un inger, un ciine, o imagine
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Un singur cer deasupra lor
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parteneri parteneri parteneri parteneri

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