It was in this contradictory setting that the Müller family lived. The father, a faded, almost transparent man, was widely known as the neighborhood's official pushover, incapable of deciding even which brand of beer to bring home. The mother, on the other hand, had more testosterone than most men on the block. With a deep voice, sturdy legs, and a sharp mind for scams, she spent her life trying to squeeze an extra benefit from the German government. To her, the State was nothing more than a giant dairy cow - and her mission was to milk it dry.

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Zarak Krumfort writes about silence ? the kind that hides behind closed doors, in forgotten alleys, and inside people no one listens to. Born in Salvador, Brazil, and currently living in the United Kingdom, he explores themes of invisibility, memory, and emotional survival through poetic realism and urban decay.

His published works include Mesmo Quando Ninguém Vê, a collection of poems in Portuguese, Bitter Taste, a literary exploration of trauma and loss, and Tales From Nowhere, a series of raw, intimate portraits from a city no one remembers.