FIDDLER ON THE ROOF SCRIPT

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husband, God forbid! Who should know better than me? ... Ever since my husband died, I've been a poor widow. All alone, no-one to talk to, nothing to say to anyone. All I do at night is think of him. And even thinking of him gives me no pleasure. *CLOsE* *OPEN* (Running and when he saw the 2 children, he asked Bielke)

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