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“Wenn er groß war, wollte er Streichholzmacher werden. Das war so schön gefährlich, an seinen Fingern könnte Schwefel hängenbleiben, so daß niemand ihm die Hand zu geben wagte. Er würde bei seinen Kameraden großen Respekt genießen wegen seines unheimlichen Handwerks.”

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Knut Hamsun
Knut Hamsun

Norwegian author known for his unique literary style and profound psychological descriptions. Hamsun's works often explore themes of loneliness, despair, and the meaning of human existence. His most famous works include 'Hunger' and 'Growth of the Soil'. more

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