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As we were married, I had to sign together with him on all the paperwork; rent of the building, loans, etc.If things would go wrong I would bear the burden, but I trusted and supported him. Late in the night he came home, then I was the one that had to fax the orders to the suppliers.
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The shop was not really profitable, the staff was in charge and it turned out to be too expensive.
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Received message: Half the nineties, I traveled, together with my girl friend to Hurgada in Egypt. Every single night during our stay they asked us the same question, we refused every time again, until the last night of our stay.
I agreed, and as we were officialy married, the house would be his property as well as mine.
After he finished his studies, he worked for a few years at different places, but it never lasted long.
We agreed, that when I would come the next time, we would go visit his parents in Luxor.