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As is well known, Cupid, the small, cheeky god who never grows up, sends his arrows and makes those who meet them violent love frenzy. Now he seems to be dealing with this gift rather uncontrollably. But it can also be that he actually plays tricks on people, which often ends in fatalities. It would …

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Mrs. Hardworking had got up at dawn, like every other day of the week, had only made a quick coffee and sat on the terrace with her laptop. Little by little, life awoke around her.„Damn birds,“ she thought as they raised to their morning concert, „And we owe this noise to those parasites who now …

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A glance at the clock let me breathe a sigh of relief. I had an hour to work before you would get up. That’s why I continued to write when your voice made me listen.„Good morning,“ you said.„Why are you up already?“ I asked, a little irritated.„That’s what I call a nice greeting in the …

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Dear friend! Dear colleagues! Dear fellow sufferers! We all know who we owe our misery to. We have been letting these radicals do what they want for at least 50 years without putting them within their reasonable limits. Actually, at that time, or our fathers, we should have pressed the emergency button the first-time germination …

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In ten minutes it would start. Nervously he looked at the clock. Where she just stayed? The hall was full and he had to go on stage, but he knew she would never forgive him if he did not greet her. At last the door opened and she walked towards him with a jovial smile. …

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„So you’re afraid of a girl?“ Mike asked straight out. Yes, Mic was dressed like a girl with a dreass and pink accessories. Otherwise, she would have fit well into a „Heart’n’Heavy“ band, even in a duo. „I’ve been wanting to talk to you about this for so long, but I did not know how,“ …

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„I have to talk to you!“ I told Melchior Mandl, as upright as possible, because this man was really a colossus. He had just been involved in a conversation, from which I ripped him out rude. Immediately everyone fell silent. Sullen, he looked me up and down, „Now!“ I added therefore, to give my call …

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The soiree lived up to its name. Various artists, even more, those who held, denied the program. On several occasions people recited and sang. It was completely impossible for me to concentrate on anything but her. It was as if the rest of the world was lost and there was only more her and me. …

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Pensive, I sat in the armchair in the conservatory of our house, enjoying one of the rare moments of silence and tranquility, and even rejoicing in life, as that day stole into my thoughts, which was to change my whole life, the day on which I was born woman of my dreams met. What is …

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Paul was a good Boy. So the tenor of the aunts, whose opinion had immense weight. Likewise, the great aunt. It was a statement and a judgment. Because Paul was and remained a good boy. So, he grew up, carrying the verdict with him until he grew no more. He stopped earlier than his friends. …

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