“I had to wait for Sinbad”
“I couldn’t sort out my little brother”
“I just wanted to hurt him.”
“Sinbad was a good player but none of us knew this.”
“I stood near Sinbad; he was my brother and he was holding a dead rat in his hand.”
“It was great, and I wanted to kill him. You couldn’t be proud of your little brother.”
“I could kill him in fights but the way he went scared me. He let me give him a hiding and then he just went away.”
"carrying my little brother on my back when he was too tired"
"I hated him…He cried. He wet the bed. He got away with not eating his dinner. He had to wear specs with one black lens".
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