I don't miss it, [He said, though he wasn't entirely certain how he'd known Charles was wondering.] I miss - I miss what it used to be like. [With his mama and papa, with his uncles, before he'd been expelled for cheating even though he'd never cheated. Before he'd learned to smuggle in and out of the ghetto, before he'd wound up in Auschwitz.]
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I'd rather be in America. It's free there.