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So Then You’re Free?’ ‘yes, I’m Free,’ Said Karl, And Nothing Seemed More Worthless Than His Freedom.

Please — Consider Me A Dream.

Beyond A Certain Point There Is No Return. This Point Has To Be Reached.

I Carry The Bars Within Me.

It Is Comforting To Reflect That The Disproportion Of Things In The World Seems To Be Only Arithmetical.