<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473546" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Class Divide</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was an odd situation the town was divided by a river.<br>The west side was the posh part. I lived there, that is <br>I worked as a cook at a tourist hotel and had a room in<br>the basement of the hotel. The east, across the river, <br>was where my girlfriend lived, a working class area <br>that only had gritted roads and houses were not painted. <br>The hotel director’s daughter loved me even though, <br>she had gone to a boarding school in Swiss, all I had<br>to do was to take elocution lessons and the world of<br>paved roads and villas would be mine. But my heart was <br>in uproar I loved the girl across the river she spoke my<br>language, salty and direct. So I crossed the Rubicon <br>an August night when the moon was full, but I had <br>dallied too long, she didn’t want a boyfriend who spoke posh.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oskar+Hansen">Oskar Hansen</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473546" data-title="Class Divide de Oskar Hansen" data-description="It was an odd situation the town was divided by a river. The west side was the posh part. I lived there, that is I worked as a cook at a tourist hotel and had a room in the basement of the hotel. The east, across the river, was where my girlfrie..."></div> </div> </div>

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