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'Ten thousand times!' said Georg, to make fun of his father, but in his very mouth the words turned into deadly earnest.
[...] while villages come toward us and flash past, while at the same time they turn away into the depths of the country, where for us they must disappear. And yet these villages are inhabited, and there perhaps travelers go from shop to shop.
the sky closed over him in pallid darkness