They loved this man, who not knew their language and her nevertheless understood, which everything knew, but the children had themselves to let early for a pact with the nut/mother, a pact in to their loads and not freely from threat. ...How could you not be convinced?
When the aging flier and the young Putzmacherin passed the Odeonsplatz, past to the lion before, stopped the quiet American field-gentleman-resounded and said: "why don't the lions roar?" After a break it added, someone had it told, if one is in love, heard one it roar - "and I felt into love with you". They understood themselves equal, the famous one and the woman from the people.
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