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I leave the bench behind me and follow the glittering blue that leads me to the bench on which you are sitting. My feelings are mixed. You seem absent, don’t pay any attention to me. I feel the desire to bring you here, to me, this desire automatically awakens, but at the last moment I …

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It was early afternoon. The sun was shining in the sky and I was already awake. That shouldn’t be, because it was the twilight in which I was supposed to wake up and not in the catches of the early afternoon sun. Quite crumpled and probably angry too, I wondered what might have woken me. …

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There are nights when everything seems so clear, as clear as the moon and its reflection in the water. They smile at each other and everything is said. There are no misunderstandings. And there are other nights when everything is muddled, as muddled as the moon and its reflection in the water when a cloud …

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„You always tend to exaggerate,“ you stated razor-sharp, „But seriously, what do you actually have against women who try to look nice and neat.“„I have nothing against women who try to look nice and neat,“ I said thoughtfully, „I just can’t understand that there are people, and these aren’t just women who, with every wrinkle …

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Actually, I just wanted to get something out of the kitchen quickly, and then I got back behind my laptop. You’re sitting on the couch and looking at me, with that penetrating look that I would not be surprised if it burned a hole in my skin. „What’s going on?“ I asked, leaving the laptop …

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