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Rated: 13+ · Book · Biographical · #1317094

Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills.

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#1098274 added September 29, 2025 at 8:03pm
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Die Hupe der alten Dame Drabble 25#8
Frau Elise jumped out of the way. No one used their horn. It would be impolite and disturb the peace. Yes, her death would be regrettable but... she'd share the blame of being on the sidewalk at rush hour. Traffic was bad at 17:02 and the almost empty sidewalks were fair game. No one walked, especially when it was 34°. What was she thinking?

It thundered. Frau Elise opened her umbrella and retrieved her walker, thankfully not damaged; and, like any good German, honked her horn at the calico cat to warn her that she was in her way.




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