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“It is hard, said Mme Landau, when I told her about those railway lessons, in the end it is hard to know what it is that someone dies of. Yes, it is very hard, said Mme Landau, one really doesn't know.”

Quote by W.G. Sebald

Book:The Emigrants
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The Emigrants

The Emigrants is a literary work that delves into the experiences of individuals who leave their homes to settle in new lands, examining the challenges and transformations they face during their journey. more

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W.G. Sebald

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Book:Molloy
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