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Setting: Constantine between the Two World Wars "Everything happened together," "we were nauughty in each other's houses," "the ghetto, after all, did us a favor": all the women who describe the city between the two world wars recall a closed space which stopped, ificantly, at "Breach Street" cha where you were with your own people. Far from complaining about being confined, they recall a rich world where social relations were intense and incessant. Far from denouncing the absence of privacy, they exalt the close acquaintance everyone had with everyone else, an entire population composed of only relatives, neighbors, and friends. Besides, those three were superimposed on one another: neighbors were like members of the fetish chat, friends were our cousins, our cousins became our spouses.

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He got an oil warehouse from the Mentachok Company, as it's called, for all of European Turkey, and he was director of the warehouse. In the daytime, people didn't go out because it was so hot.

And then came the men, my grandfather's brothers. We would watch. A single room!

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My aunt had rented out all the rooms. We were surprised to see them. There was even a consulate; there was almost nothing, but the men they sent there, from the political point of view, were very able men.

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They were my parents' neighbors. Georgette : Because there were six daughters and that's all.

When he was about twenty, he took over some of his father's trade, especially in grains—his specialty was durum wheat. Open up! That would amuse me a little!

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