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Life is too short for boring stories

If you think that there is nothing left that can surprise you. If you think that you know everything and have seen everything. If you think you have explored and tried every path. If you mean that life is moving forward as it is used to. If you lean back and think, now it’s good …

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Actually, they loved each other. Of course, there had been many years when they just did it without thinking about it much. No, this is wrong now. At the very beginning, they hardly did anything but think about it, about each other, about you and me and about their love. Back then, they sifted through …

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Max Mehlich had spent the last 15 years of his life in prison. Now he had been released early because of good conduct, because he had been sentenced to life. And life-sentenced in Austria means 25 years. All in all, it was good business for him. The offense of which he was charged, and for …

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The weather report had claimed that it was clear to cloudy, but when I was rushing from one appointment to the next, briefly glancing towards the sky because I was forced to pause for a moment, I realized that it was rather cloudy to clear was, or actually cloudy at all. But maybe I was …

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„My dear Luise,“ he began, in the usual businesslike tone that was peculiar to him, like the perfectly fitting suit in subtle gray or dark gray and the always shiny black shoes. He never failed to swap the brown day shoes for the black evening shoes at 5 p.m. punctually, although – just incidentally – …

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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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Max no longer understood the world and none of the allegedly clever people who surrounded him could explain it to him. Even though he was only eleven years old, he sensed only one thing out of all her words, pure helplessness. No explanation, but all the more indignation about his act. But what did he …

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It was a short phone call in which he informed her that he had no time that evening because he had an appointment, but not with friends, but with a woman he had met and with whom he now wanted to go out to eat. She agreed, because it turned out very well, as she …

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„Du musst Dich rüsten“, höre ich mich sagen. Eine letzte Umarmung noch, bevor wir uns verabschieden müssen. Ein letztes Mal noch ineinander verwoben und zurückfallen lassen in die Unbeschwertheit und Sorglosigkeit. Ich will es nicht denken, dass es einen Abschied geben kann. Ich konnte es nicht denken, dass es ein Ankommen geben konnte.

I must have fell asleep. Despite everything I fell asleep, lost in the warmth of your touch and that of the night, lost in you and in my thoughts. I must have fallen asleep, into the rising and setting sun, because night had returned and I woke up in your arms.

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