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Late in the summer Johannes and Margarete drove north out of the city, an hour before sunrise to avoid the worst of the traffic. The early ...

Let’s say the author sets aside every Sunday, (he calls it the Sabbath, maybe a holdover from the time of certainty he uneasily enjoyed in ...

Every morning the young man stowed his backpack in the locker and crossed the ink-black river to the train station. The predawn city was al...

This work is like laying bricks, Phil thought. He sighed. Saved the document. Flipped to the next file on his desk. The Complaint on behalf...