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“How wonderful it must be, I just want to be there once,” she thought, looking at the postcard in her hand, full of longing and desperation. The worn corners, the smeared writing on the back showed how long this postcard had been in her possession and how often she had picked it up. Sometimes she …

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He stood at the gate, motionless, the night she left. It wasn’t long ago that he had lost everything, everything that was of importance to him in this world, everything and everyone, at one stroke, uprooted and lost, in the infinity of the world, which was nothing more than this one street he knew but …

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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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„Do you know when the next bus is coming?“ The young man asked hesitantly when he had been sitting next to her at the bus stop for some time. The woman he spoke to was a good twenty years older than him. She could have been his mother. Was that why he was ready to …

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Suddenly she fell in love with him. As it happens, always and everywhere in the world, with butterflies in your stomach, accompanied by loss of appetite and the constant desire to be with him, nothing more than to be with him. He probably felt the same way, because they really spent every free minute together. …

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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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Mark despondently dropped his hands. Now that he was so close to Yvonne, he seemed speechless. There was this tough, energetic girl who didn’t turn away from him, but even asked him to tell his story and he, with his inner and outer mutilations. He noticed how good she smelled. He stole his gaze over …

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„This is wonderful,“ replied Mr. Dr. Beautiful, „I never knew you had such ambitions.““You didn’t know a lot about me,” said Mrs. Beautiful shortly, “People change, learn from it and you don’t notice it. Or they have big dreams and plans and keep them to themselves because they are afraid that they will be broken. …

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It was a gray autumn day when my dog drew my attention to him. He sat in the grass, yelling disgruntled. At least it sounded disgruntled to me. My bitch stood by, curious, but also a little anxious. She wanted to go closer, but did not really dare. That’s why she kept her neck as …

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