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Why is my back loaded with fine flour, while in my mouth there is no bread at all, but only straw? I drink well-water, though I carry wine. And the stick goes on fracturing my skull!
I live in rubble…
Contributor:
Samuel Archevolti
Places:
Padua, Republic of Venice
(Padua, Italy)
Date:
End of the 16th Century
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It happened on a Saturday night at the end of summer. Reuven and his household were sitting at twilight and enjoying their heifer. His youngest were patting her, the older were praising her. The…
Contributor:
Mikhah Yosef Berdyczewski
Places:
Warsaw, Russian Empire
(Warsaw, Poland)
Date:
1901