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The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton CHAPTER I. On a January evening of the early seventies, Christine Nilsson was singing in Faust at the Academy of Music in New York. Though there was already talk...
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CHAPTER 2 Jurgis talked lightly about work, because he was young. They told him stories about the breaking down of men, there in the stockyards of Chicago, and of what had happened to them...
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Letter from a Filmmaker to his Daughter Sound. Sound rolling. Image. Rolling. Clapper. Okay. One day, my daughter asked me... why I hadn't made a film for her. ...Why I hadn't made a...
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K. answered offhand that he had no intention of accepting the post. The superintendent seemed sympathetic, but couldn't make an alternative offer. K. spent the remaining afternoon mulling over...
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The inn was still awake. Some peasants were sitting over their beer. K. let his weary eyes stray over them. Neither was the room big nor very clean, But after all it was warm. Although the landlady...
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Before the Law by Franz Kafka Translated by Ian Johnston Before the law sits a gatekeeper. To this gatekeeper comes a man from the country who asks to gain entry into the law. But the gatekeeper says...
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Hi, I'm Alex, I'm going to talk about the book I read, it's The Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka. First, I want to say it's a weird book, and sometimes I feel ... It feels...
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Living in the school building was neither better nor worse than staying at the inn. K. spent the days cleaning both classrooms, making small repairs in the house and weeding the garden. At night-time...
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K. addressed the younger of the two of them, who introduced herself as Olga, Barnabas' sister. Olga persuaded K. to wait here with her and Amalia, the other sister, for Barnabas'...
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When the phone in the inn rang in the evening, K. was not to be found. Therefore he missed out on the announcement that, because of excellent manners and dedicated trying, and not least because of the...
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