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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.

Before the beginning of time it was that the togetherness that you and I got together without holding, had character and contour, but could be touched and changed with the touch, not indiscriminately and structurally. It was a snuggling and perceiving as a whole, feeling for boundaries without defining them absolutely, being tangible without being …

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And you lay next to me and talked about the events of that decisive night. “I spent the next day alone. Mochridhe had retired to his room. He wanted to think. Maybe he was hoping that it might not be what I thought, but it was all fitting and consistent. But for him it meant …

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That’s how Yvonne and Mark spent the night, arm in arm. Arrived. Mark was the first to wake up and had to find his way around. Was it really true that this girl was lying next to him, full of trust and without a doubt? He gently stroked her cheek with his hand as if …

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