[Czeslaw is sitting in the middle of the floor of his single bedroom, cutting a doll-shape in folded up paper]
Mama had a baby and his head popped off~ [He makes a poorly-placed snip. When he unfolds the dolls, the whole row is headless.]
I want to build a playhouse, a secret base - no, a fort. Where should I make it, hm? It's too bad we can't go
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