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While I was saying these things to myself, I looked around and saw a woman on my right. She was weeping and wailing, terribly upset; her clothes were torn, and there were ashes on her head.
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I immediately put my own troubles out of my mind, turned to the woman,
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and asked, "Why are you crying? Why are you so upset?"
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"Please, sir," she answered, "leave me alone and let me go on crying and mourning; I am bitter and depressed."