The story of Edward Poch
Poch Edward is a man on the street. With a homeless, he modestly describes his life as a man of the ordinary. His childhood, school, parents. His failed marriage, his wife whom he loved so much. His work, lost his job. His fall and his exclusion from society. Uncompromising, he talks about himself, his memories of his "previous life" that blur in his memory as time goes about his daily life homeless. He wondered about his future and demand will help him and if he can cope.
In writing simple and direct, Sebastian gives Joannie see the fate of a wrecked civilization. A witness tragic and naive. A reality very soon. And just enough poetry.
Extracts
"My name my name is Edward Edward Edward and I'm what I like about Edward is the soft side even if it makes Edward professional soft as convict or rogue but there 's good that one side in Edward soft, as if there's no silver lining at Edward. My name is Edward, and it makes everyone laugh is like a pimple on the nose or a buck in the back, finally getting used to. You get used to everything even shot in the ass. But finally, get used to it as Edouard get used to worse. That's it my first name Edward. "
" My name my name my name is something else that Edward, my name is Poch POCH, as it's international name is Poch Poch in German it's not like the Poch Poch French but you put your fists and you we do not expect or her tongue in, then a whole world Poch although it also makes you laugh it's still something Poch. Poch is poetry. Edward Poch. Poch Edward. "
" When I was little my mother made me draw it, it was good that I drew it wanted me to be cartoonist, my father he came to see me at football practice he wanted me to be a footballer. I wanted to be something but we had to agree. "
SDF is in the name of the company I'm like that homeless What I do in life is I am homeless nothing I can not do anything else because I'm homeless I can call me Edward Poch, my name like that I'm not homeless homeless is not my life, life is not what life that's what I had before and is not calling me homeless that will change something I'll be cleaner and more presentable, my life now is that I wonder every day if I going out of here and it will help me out by calling me Edward Poch find me a job. "
" Waiting for my wife when she could get up it should not be far away I feel his smell sometimes but I forgot his name is like his face I remember it because of all this or I'd remember you talking with her I'd still would go to work day ' Children should have a family and I have nothing of it because someone is because of everyone. "
Poch Edward is a man on the street. With a homeless, he modestly describes his life as a man of the ordinary. His childhood, school, parents. His failed marriage, his wife whom he loved so much. His work, lost his job. His fall and his exclusion from society. Uncompromising, he talks about himself, his memories of his "previous life" that blur in his memory as time goes about his daily life homeless. He wondered about his future and demand will help him and if he can cope.
In writing simple and direct, Sebastian gives Joannie see the fate of a wrecked civilization. A witness tragic and naive. A reality very soon. And just enough poetry.
Extracts
"My name my name is Edward Edward Edward and I'm what I like about Edward is the soft side even if it makes Edward professional soft as convict or rogue but there 's good that one side in Edward soft, as if there's no silver lining at Edward. My name is Edward, and it makes everyone laugh is like a pimple on the nose or a buck in the back, finally getting used to. You get used to everything even shot in the ass. But finally, get used to it as Edouard get used to worse. That's it my first name Edward. "
" My name my name my name is something else that Edward, my name is Poch POCH, as it's international name is Poch Poch in German it's not like the Poch Poch French but you put your fists and you we do not expect or her tongue in, then a whole world Poch although it also makes you laugh it's still something Poch. Poch is poetry. Edward Poch. Poch Edward. "
" When I was little my mother made me draw it, it was good that I drew it wanted me to be cartoonist, my father he came to see me at football practice he wanted me to be a footballer. I wanted to be something but we had to agree. "
SDF is in the name of the company I'm like that homeless What I do in life is I am homeless nothing I can not do anything else because I'm homeless I can call me Edward Poch, my name like that I'm not homeless homeless is not my life, life is not what life that's what I had before and is not calling me homeless that will change something I'll be cleaner and more presentable, my life now is that I wonder every day if I going out of here and it will help me out by calling me Edward Poch find me a job. "
" Waiting for my wife when she could get up it should not be far away I feel his smell sometimes but I forgot his name is like his face I remember it because of all this or I'd remember you talking with her I'd still would go to work day ' Children should have a family and I have nothing of it because someone is because of everyone. "
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