Monologue

Military Woman Monologue from Love of One's Neighbor

From Love of One's Neighbor by Leonid Andreyev

female · dark · 31 sec

You are quite right. Children must be hardened to things. But why do you call this a terrible tragedy? Every roofer, when he falls, falls from a great height. But this here—what is it? A hundred, two hundred feet. I saw a man fall plumb from the sky. Tourist. You don't say?

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