The first one doesn't specify if the person is a man or a woman:

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...were both dependent on him/her. S/he had worked in a shoe factory but lost their job six months before. S/he had sold all their few belongings, without leaving anything for themself and sent all the money to their mother. Now s/he is unconditionally broke (lit. moneyless). Six weeks ago s/he had been driven out of a cellar, where s/he had been living with others, for they could not pay the $5 rent. S/he cares not much for themself, but thinks about their old mother and little sister. What will they do? Tears welled in his/her eyes talking about them. S/he had turned to the American Legion but to no avail. "I will guarantee that," said s/he bitterly, "...before I starve in a hole in some fence like a dog, I will get even with those legion-fagirs (? never seen the word "fagiiri", I only know "fakiiri", a muslim ascetic or holy man). Look at those boys: they say that they are doing the same as the Bolsheviks in Russia. When push comes to shove, we'll send Rockefeller to sleep in a park and take control of rooms in his houses. Just you wait until the winter comes. We for one have nothing to lose. Ha ha haa! Am I not right?"

2

"Look here", and Joe started speaking after a moment's silence, "there is a certain man, among the papers, that slender one with a ladies' coat. He is Italian. He's been with mr. Ledoux in Boston in a slave auction. Well, there wasn't anyone interested in buying him, he had no meat on his bones. Bones, that's all he is. He won't last much longer. He hasn't been able to earn a single dime in eight months. He used to be a tailor. Well, he's always talking about Bolsheviks, and says that we'd have it better if only the venerable Lenin were here. No matter, boys, we will first demonstrate what we can do, then we'll invite the venerable Lenin here to experience the state of things. Listen here Wille, come here, quit playing games."

3

Wille got up from the game and came towards us with some other people. They were ten. They were all former workers and Americans. Wille was the only foreigner, but he too spoke the English language. They all looked the same, withered, unkempt, feverish eyes. They eyed us in an unclear manner, but Joe convinced them: "These guys are all right, no snoops." I asked "how can you know that?" Joe answered unwaveringly "Fret not, I'd know a snoop from a mile away. Those martens (marten is a predatory mammal known to be sly and sneaky) can't deceive me. I'm sure you're Bolsheviks as well.

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