Status Updates From Êxtase da Transformação

After escaping an advance…
“Why am I saving myself? For whom? Father scrimped and saved. Mother and I, everyone, the bunch of us scrimped and saved all through those terrible years, while the others were living. I never had the guts, for anything, and what did we get? And suddenly you’re old and faded and you die and you don’t know anything and you never lived and you never knew anything.”

Re the money - 4 months worth of income - Christine received when her Uncle casually split his card game winnings with her: “Her conscience can’t grasp this contradiction: at home money has to be saved so patiently l, coin by dark heavy coin, while here it casually flutters into your hand. A violent fearful shudder runs through her entire being - as though she’d been witness to a crime.”