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The sunlight makes the air shimmer. I wake up under the olive tree under which we made our beds. How long had we slept? I don’t know. It is summer. I do not know more. I don’t need to know more. We live with the change of the seasons. Spring is leaving and summer is …

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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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„I have to talk to you,“ you had started, back then. Although this was just three days ago. For a long time, you had worn yourself to tell me that, just what you had to say to me, and even longer had this malaise been in you. At first only marginally, just like a little …

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It was Sunday, 1938. The young lady, who was trying hard to earn the goodwill of local housewives as a shop assistant in the local general store, was on her way to the movies. Every Sunday she left the house just before 3:00 pm to go to the cinema. Preppy, with her Sunday dress and …

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„Yes, my grandmother and my grandfather, and again it was a farewell – the next war, the next convocation. Shortly before they had married, against all resistance, because after all, they could have waited until after the war. If she really wanted to become a soldier’s widow, she had had to ask herself. But the …

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I found her, under the willow that night. Dreamy and melancholy, she looked up at the branches. „They killed him because he was in the way. So indefinitely, he was allowed to grow undisturbed until they thought that commercial interests had priorities over life that commerce should serve. In fact, it is the other way …

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Lost in thought, I see you behind. You go down the steps and go to the street. I finally break loose. I do not want to look after you, just open the door and see what you can do. Luckily there is always something to do. Actually, I do not want you to realize that …

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„Before you go, I have something important to tell you,“ she pressed out breathlessly as she dived straight down the stairs. She had managed, almost at the last minute, as he already had the door buckle in his hand, ready to open the door and step out into the open. Slowly he turned to her. …

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I got up in the morning. No matter where I was and with whom, in the morning I got up, brushed my teeth, made me coffee. Sometimes breakfast, if I was not alone. Not for me. Breakfast is not my meal. That passes me by. Coffee is enough. It’s not my time, it’s the morning. …

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The waves came crashing on the rocky slopes, splashing and falling. Still, I sat down in the grass watching this show, to see again and again anew, resting, rebuilding, pounding and sinking again. They struck hard at the rock, which seemed to have nothing to do with it, but it was probably not the single …

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