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“Am meisten hasste er die Leute, die hier lebten und die keine Seele in sich trugen. Sie lachten nie. Sie lebten wie Zombies in riesigen, leeren Häusern. Stumm mähten sie tagelang den Rasen oder schnitten mit hochrotem Kopf die Hecken.”

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Book:Vom Land
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