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A child is born. Untouched and unencumbered. No, that is not correct. Checks are carried out months in advance, on the ultrasound, during the examinations. Is the mother also behaving well? Doesn’t she do anything stupid? Does she not take any headache pills either? Is she sparing herself enough? Isn’t she just lying around? Has …

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Dr. Stephan Heidinger, the leading manager of an international IT group, sat tense at the steering wheel of his car and cursed his wife, because of her small plans he had to leave everything behind today to pick up their daughter from kindergarden. It was okay for his wife to go to work, of course, …

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„You are the most beautiful rose I have ever seen.“ „I’m nothing special, just one rose among many others.“ “You are also one of those who haven’t read the ‘Little Prince’, but whatever, I say, you are a very special rose among all the others. Even if you think you all look the same, no, …

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“You are a little raisin. You look like you are very cute, but cold.“ “I’m not a raisin. I am a grape.“ “Small, shriveled grapes are called raisins. It is the custom all over the country, up and down the country. Ask who you want everyone will say that you are a raisin.“ “I would …

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„I had a dream last night, but I’m not sure if it was a dream.“ “How can you not be sure if it was a dream? You slept and experienced something that didn’t actually happen. That is probably a dream.“ „How should I know if I’m sleeping when I’m sleeping. There is something soulless and …

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It has only been a few months since she celebrated her birthday with her family, her 86th birthday. They had all come, the children and children-in-law, the grandchildren and great-grandchildren. She was happy to have them around. Maybe it wasn’t going as fast as it used to be, but she could still take care of …

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Immerse in water to get dry. We could love each other when we are tired of hating. The wind frees us from indolence. Two men in white came down the dock. He was still there. Sat there and stared into the water. No blink of an eye seemed to break his gaze. We always only …

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It was still a wonderful night, open and clear, but I couldn’t see it anymore. There was a meeting I didn’t know about and an exchange that I didn’t think had happened and now a threat that I wasn’t even aware of. In my mind’s eye I saw an island appear in Provence, where I …

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Openness and clarity lay in that night too. Nothing was determined. Anything was possible. Ordinary and absurd, and of course everything in between. “I’ve been looking for you for so long. Why did you hide from me?”, He said straight to me when he came into this openness and clarity of one night. „I am …

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The nice lady who invited me to say something after all, something that flows out of my thinking and work and activity, could not fail to release these words from her mouth, warning me, raised her index finger. No, I beg your forbearance, because I did that lady injustice by saying that, to underscore her …

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