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Silke Scheuermann, Lyrikband "Skizze vom Gras"  CC BY-SA 4.0 File:Silke Scheuermann.jpg Uploaded by Amrei-Marie Created: 30 August 2014

Silke Scheuermann, Lyrikband "Skizze vom Gras" CC BY-SA 4.0 File:Silke Scheuermann.jpg Uploaded by Amrei-Marie Created: 30 August 2014

Late February //  The first warm day, and by mid-afternoon the snow is no more than a washing strewn over the yards, the bedding rolled in knots and leaking water, the white shirts lying under the evergreens.

Late February // The first warm day, and by mid-afternoon the snow is no more than a washing strewn over the yards, the bedding rolled in knots and leaking water, the white shirts lying under the evergreens.

Why author Jhumpa Lahiri left the US for Italy? Vedder and Phinney (2014) affirm that “identity development has to do with personal agency that is used to access resources that increase personal well-being or signify the right thing to do” (p.339) [Reference 13: http://1drv.ms/1Rb9FgT]

Why author Jhumpa Lahiri left the US for Italy? Vedder and Phinney (2014) affirm that “identity development has to do with personal agency that is used to access resources that increase personal well-being or signify the right thing to do” (p.339) [Reference 13: http://1drv.ms/1Rb9FgT]

“He doesn’t want to go to the Catholic University but to San Marcos,” Señora Zoila said. “That upset Fermín very much.” “I’ll bring him to his senses, Zoila, don’t you get involved,” Don Fermín said. “He’s at the foolish age, you have to know how to lead him. If you fight with him, he’ll get all the more stubborn.”

“He doesn’t want to go to the Catholic University but to San Marcos,” Señora Zoila said. “That upset Fermín very much.” “I’ll bring him to his senses, Zoila, don’t you get involved,” Don Fermín said. “He’s at the foolish age, you have to know how to lead him. If you fight with him, he’ll get all the more stubborn.”

I live in a colonial house, on the sunny side of San Nicolás Park, where I have spent all the days of my life without wife or fortune, where my parents lived and died, and where I have proposed to die alone, in the same bed in which I was born and on a day that I hope will be distant and painless.

I live in a colonial house, on the sunny side of San Nicolás Park, where I have spent all the days of my life without wife or fortune, where my parents lived and died, and where I have proposed to die alone, in the same bed in which I was born and on a day that I hope will be distant and painless.

I started out as a beat cop in the Southern. I was part of the Neighborhood Stabilization Unit in the Forty-Four. We walked foot patrol and did radio runs.

I started out as a beat cop in the Southern. I was part of the Neighborhood Stabilization Unit in the Forty-Four. We walked foot patrol and did radio runs.

Der Startschuss ist wörtlich zu nehmen : ein ohrenbetäubender Knall. Ihm folgt, feiner als haarfein, ein Riss.

Der Startschuss ist wörtlich zu nehmen : ein ohrenbetäubender Knall. Ihm folgt, feiner als haarfein, ein Riss.

After her mother's death, Ruma's father retired from the pharmaceutical company where he had worked for many decades and began traveling in Europe, a continent he'd never seen.

After her mother's death, Ruma's father retired from the pharmaceutical company where he had worked for many decades and began traveling in Europe, a continent he'd never seen.

Om precies half negen, als de skistations opengingen, moest ze bij de stoeltjeslift zijn. De rest van het klasje stond er al, in een soort kring, als een regiment soldaatjes ingepakt in hun uniform en stram van de kou en de slaap.

Om precies half negen, als de skistations opengingen, moest ze bij de stoeltjeslift zijn. De rest van het klasje stond er al, in een soort kring, als een regiment soldaatjes ingepakt in hun uniform en stram van de kou en de slaap.

Het denken en het meisje //  Weilanden en huizen verglijden in mijn ooghoek terwijl ik me probeer te concentreren op het meisje dat tegenover me zit. Er past veel in een ooghoek.

Het denken en het meisje // Weilanden en huizen verglijden in mijn ooghoek terwijl ik me probeer te concentreren op het meisje dat tegenover me zit. Er past veel in een ooghoek.

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