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Moin

Es muss einfach sein grad.
Aus Dylan Thomas "Under Milkwood":

To begin at the beginning

It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless
and bible-black, the cobblestreets silent and the hunched,
courters’-and-rabbits’ wood limping invisible down to
the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishmgboat-
bobbmg sea The houses are blind as moles (though
moles see fine to-night m the snouting, velvet dingles)
or blind as Captam Cat there m the muffled middle by
the pump and the town clock, the shops in mourning,
the Welfare Hall in widows’ weeds And all the
people of the lulled and dumbfound town are sleeping
now.