The sinful life

And is it even possible for me to make all my bloodline lie - and this is the other aspect of this story, my story - since my ancestor Albert, with his beautiful teeth capable of devouring the world, my ancestor who went to let his sweat flow in Panama and to plant gold, then noticed that gold ultimately buys nothing, even my mother, yes, even her and especially her, she who bled from all defeats and burned with all disappointments, before she resorted to the other side of the world, without forgetting my poor grandfather Jacob lying on the floor of his shop, and my mother's uncle, my mother's uncle Jean, the patriotic martyr hero who shed his blood on our land?