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| text from Kafka's diaries | |||
| English translation: "And when passing a house, to be pulled in by a rope around one's neck, bloody and ragged, through all the ceillings, furniture, walls and attics, as if by a person who is paying no attention, until the empty noose, dropping the last shreds of me, breaking through the roof tiles, appears on the roof. | |||