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“Scesero nella strada buia, traversando la città che qua e là risuonava di cori, e uscirono lentamente in aperta campagna, dove alitava lieve, senza stelle, la mite notte di marzo. Dai pendii settentrionali delle colline giungeva il pallido barlume di sottili strisce di neve. L'aria spirava con molle indolenza tra i cespugli spogli, il paesaggio lontano si stendeva nero nella notte impenetrabile.”

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Book:Amicizia
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Amicizia

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Hermann Hesse
Hermann Hesse

Hermann Hesse was a German poet and novelist, born on July 2, 1877, and died on August 9, 1962. Known for his profound psychological descriptions and exploration of human nature, his works include classics such as 'Steppenwolf' and 'The Glass Bead Game'. more

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