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[integer at www.god-emil.dk]

>you know you are in good hands when you suddenly realize the chapter you are reading is a dream 
>and you share the dreamer's belief that the dreamt moment is real - what is NN without your dream.


for most of his life, he was quite literally a man without a country.

... a street rises at a barely perceptible angle, beginning with a post office 
and ending with a church, like an epistolary novel

and not only was she cleverly and elegantly made to measure for him by a very painstaking fate, 
but both of them, forming a single shadow, were made to the measure of something not quite comprehensible, 
but wonderful and benevolent and continuously surrounding them.