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Franz Kafka – The Burrow

“I live in peace in the inmost chamber of my house, and meanwhile the enemy may be burrowing his way slowly and stealthily straight toward me.” “And if a serious attack were attempted, what pattern of entrance at all would

Franz Kafka – The Burrow

“I live in peace in the inmost chamber of my house, and meanwhile the enemy may be burrowing his way slowly and stealthily straight toward me.” “And if a serious attack were attempted, what pattern of entrance at all would