Chapter 11 Chapter 2 "Life Is My School" (6)

In mid-September, Hitler again applied to the Academy of Arts.However, the paintings he submitted, the fruits of this year's solitary labor, were dismissed by others, and he was not even allowed to take the exam.The shock of being rejected a second time made him face the question of whether he could survive.The house in Stonepargas where he lived probably exhausted his inheritance.Even if he also received a share of his mother's inheritance - which is doubtful - it would not be enough to maintain him in Vienna for another year.His first option was to rent another, less expensive house. In mid-November, he notified Chuckress to check out and paid off his rent due for that month.Although he waited for Kubyschek for a while, he finally moved into a gloomy building at the other end of Vesbanov—on Felberstrasse, overlooking the railway yard.

On November 18, he went to the police station to register his new address (this is the rule in Austria and Germany, registration is required for moving), and he filled in the occupation as "student" instead of "painter".A few days later, Kubyschek arrived in Vienna.When he was in Hipital, Hitler sent a postcard to Kubiczek with only one sentence: "My best wishes for your name day." Although Kubiczek never received the letter, because He was used to Hitler's long silences, and when he arrived in Vienna, he thought Hitler would meet him on the platform.But there was no Hitler on the platform at all, and after checking his heavy suitcase, he hurried to Stumpagas 29.He didn't understand why Hitler didn't even leave a note when he moved.He gave Mrs. Chacrese his new address.Time passed week by week, but Hitler still couldn't say a word.Kubitschick was puzzled.Whether I offended him, and I don't know anything, they were good friends when we parted, and the subsequent letters did not feel cold.

When he went to Linz again, Kubischek met Adolf's sister. He asked Angela for Hitler's new address in Vienna, but she said rudely that she didn't know and he didn't write to her.She then criticized Kubitschek, saying that her brother was also responsible for escaping reality.He "hardly" defended his friend, arguing that she was merely parroting Leo's words.The two of them didn't agree on each other, and Kubizek turned around and left. Adolf severed ties with Kubyzek, ignoring everything that reminded him of Lin Si and his hometown.His feelings for Kubichek were not as strong as Kubichick's for him; as far as Hitler was concerned, their relationship was over—at least for now.In addition, Kuster succeeded and himself failed. On April 20, 1909, Hitler celebrated his twentieth birthday alone in that formidable building on Felberstrasse.Month after month, he endured the lifeless environment around him and continued to live the dream life he had in Lin Si.He spends his days alone and quietly, it can be said that he lives in seclusion.Neighbors remember him as polite but distant.A shopkeeper in a nearby restaurant (called Kubada Buffet Restaurant) was very impressed with Hitler, "because he is lonely, very quiet, and likes to read. He seems very serious, which is different from other young people." She respected him very much. He often gave him a large piece of pancake with meat.

Towards the end of the summer, Hitler faced yet another crisis.Apart from a monthly allowance of twenty-five kronor, he was at the end of his rope.From Filpa Street he moved to a smaller building south of Wisbanov at 58 Sessauser Street, room 21—a small room.It was just as noisy as the previous residence, with trams running back and forth in the narrow streets. On August 22, Hitler re-registered his address with the police, this time calling himself a "writer."However, in less than a month, he left his more decent residence and disappeared into the poor bottom society.He didn't leave a single word, and the "future address" column on the police station form was blank; the "when to move out" column was filled with "Undecided".Penniless, unable or unwilling to work, he wandered around and became a homeless man for the next three months.He sleeps in the park or under the porch.For a while his home was Prater, a famous playground on the other side of the Danube.In case of heavy rain, he would take shelter under the arch bridge in the garden hall and use his coat as a pillow.The harsh winter came early that year. At the end of October 1909, he was forced to seek shelter indoors. He slept in bars, dirty rooms or in cheap, low-class hotels.He also slept in a café on Kaiserstrasse and in a "hot room" run by a Jewish philanthropist on Elbergerstrasse.Once, he found a place in a labor camp - it was filthy and he had to share with other homeless people.He couldn't sleep because of the stench of the air, the constant crying of the children, and the drunks beating their wives.

"Even now," he later wrote, "I shudder at the horrible sight of those wretched nests, those sanctuaries and sanctuaries, those filthy, foul-smelling sights." Vienna, the ecstasy city that emerged from the city, has been transformed into an unhappy jungle and a living memory of "sorry, the hardest period of my life." At that time, he queued up to receive soup at the gate of the monastery near his old residence, Stompagas.To the bum, it was called "Visiting Kather."Kaser may have been the name of the abbot, or the monastery of St. Catherine. In late autumn, he had almost sold all his clothes, even the black overcoat to keep out the cold in winter.In this way, the snow and the cold forced him to further humiliation.On a dusk not long before Christmas, he huddled in his single clothes and hurried to Medellín on the outskirts of the city.It took him two and a half hours to reach his destination - a civilian shelter.When he arrived, his feet were in unbearable pain and he was exhausted.This shelter was built by a charitable group, and the main financial support was the Epstein family.Originally built in 1870, it underwent extensive renovations and reopened a year ago.Here, homeless people — including whole families — can get a room for a small fee.Residents who are physically able still need to do some housework or cleaning.This is a modern building, standing alone on the open ground. The rooms in the building are spacious and airy. The beds are arranged like in a military barracks, and the beds are numbered on metal hangers.The main dining hall - where bread and soup are plentiful - is not only exemplary in efficiency, but also in a pleasant atmosphere.The numerous showers, dishwashing areas and toilets in the building are all spotless.