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The majority of people agree that we stay at home well, as far as possible, social contacts are kept to a minimum because it is logical that the easiest way to stop an illness that is transmitted through direct contact by not doing that. And if you shouldn’t meet anyone, then you hardly need to …

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The scientist in Grete was immediately hooked, even if she didn’t like what she got to read.„Dear Grete,“ she read Gregor’s message, „it is very commendable of you that you want to stand up for me, but I do not want this and cannot allow it. The way I look now, I am of no …

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Grete had imagined many scenarios, from mutilation to the terrible eczema that Gregor had attacked overnight. But what she actually saw surpassed her wildest imaginations. Nothing had pointed it out, nothing had prepared her for what she would see. The scream was in her throat and was determined to break the path, but Grete managed …

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First, however, Grete sent her parents away. Not only so that she didn’t reveal her trick, but because she wanted to see what was going on undisturbed at first. And it had to be something serious, because everything she had thrown in the face of the authorized officer was true. While she was working on …

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„Just an hour!“, I thought, „Then you’re home and I have not even started cooking.“ As always at the last minute, I broke away from my job and began to prepare everything in the kitchen I needed to prepare an evening meal to feed a poor, tired man. „Shit, no rice there.“ Another look at …

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Softly Ontos beak touched the plumage of Logos. I held her, feeling the blood, but also the warmth of her body, and suddenly I realized that her heart was beating. Very weak, but unique. That’s what Onto wanted to tell me. I had to hurry. I went back as fast as I could and drove …

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Onto came and went as he pleased. Sometimes he flew along on our walks and disappeared again. It was nice to watch him, in his power and joy that gives the young life. In what intensity was it connected to life, it cost, scooped it up, without its current becoming less and less. On the …

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You get used to it. Onto had become part of our little family because we had become familiar, met and accepted each other in our respective so-being. „Just as you are,“ I said to myself,“ to supplement immediately, „and will become. In the one in which you are constant and in the one in which …

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Raven Onto felt comfortable with us and at home, as far as I can judge as a human, to be able to judge this. It did not take long for solid structures to become established. And why not repeat what has proven itself. This gives life a certain reliability in the midst of imponderables. It …

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Raven Onto, as he was called by us, had settled in. He accepted his fate of temporarily being unable to fly, with admirable equanimity. After all, he could still go. He did. Curious and inquisitive about how intelligent beings are, he explored the environment, examined various materials on their resilience, preferably with the beak, so …

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