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Hallo Schwester,
So sorry I didn’t write sooner, it has been quite hectic trying to adjust to being on my own in such a large, unfamiliar landscape after the transition to America from Germany. I have been searching relentlessly to find a place to work but it has been to no avail. It is said that New York is a city of opportunities and dreams but for a poor jewish man the only dreams are the ones I have while sleeping on a filthy, torn mattress in a shoebox of an apartment. I have been using every meager scrap of hope i have left and putting it in my prayers going out to you and Vater as you make your transition into Ireland. It is strange how in such a busy city I am so alone. Money is low but I am being persistent and I refuse

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