Monologue

Marina Monologue from Uncle Vanya

From Uncle Vanya by Anton Chekhov

female · melancholic · 26 sec

I wish I'd never laid eyes on them. Now we shall have things as they were again: tea at eight, dinner at one, and supper in the evening; everything in order as decent folks, as Christians like to have it. It is a long time since I have eaten noodles.

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