Angel Vados

"I was a failure. I hardly ever noticed whether the sun was shining or not, because I had no time.

"My parents couldn't support me, and I wasn't highly educated. Alone, I searched for a future in the city.

"I looked for many jobs, but none would hire me. Perhaps no one liked someone who wasn't good at talking, disliked socializing, and hadn't shown enough ability.

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"For three whole days, I ate only two loaves of bread. Hunger kept me awake at night. Luckily, I had paid a month's rent in advance, so I could keep living in that dark basement instead of going outside to endure the abnormally frigid winter wind.

"Finally, I found a job: night watchman at a hospital, guarding the morgue.

"The hospital was even colder at night than I had imagined. The wall lamps in the corridor weren't lit, and everything was dim. I could only rely on the faint light leaking out from the rooms to see where I was stepping.

"It smelled terrible there. Every so often, a dead person would be brought in stuffed inside a body bag, and we would help carry them into the morgue.

"It wasn't a very good job, but at least it let me afford bread. I could also use the free time at night to study. After all, no one wanted to come to the morgue unless a corpse needed to be delivered or taken away for cremation. Of course, I still didn't have enough money to buy books, nor could I see any hope of saving any.

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