“What the hell are you doing?” Bertha asked her friend Thomas. “What does it look like […]
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“What the hell are you doing?” Bertha asked her friend Thomas. “What does it look like
Someone must be telling lies about Josef K., for without having done anything wrong, he was
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Someone must be telling lies about Josef K., for without having done anything wrong, he was
To make love a character would be to initiate doomsday, because one would need destruction to
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The first man I killed was myself, deskbound, hunched above translated lines of
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The first man I killed was myself, deskbound, hunched above translated lines of
I couldn’t stop altogether my periodic jaunts to the dives, those upper-lower hangouts frequented
I couldn’t stop altogether my periodic jaunts to the dives, those upper-lower hangouts frequented
Sound travels uninterrupted as long as it has a medium to travel through. Up here in
Sound travels uninterrupted as long as it has a medium to travel through. Up here in
“Whatever commandment the prisoner has disobeyed is written upon his body by the Harrow.” In the
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“Whatever commandment the prisoner has disobeyed is written upon his body by the Harrow.” In the
