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Det var en pragtfuld nat, den slags natten en eneste erfaringer, når man er ung. Himlen var så lyst, og der var så mange stjerner der og stirrede opad, kunne man ikke undgå at spekulerer på, hvordan så mange snurrige onde mennesker kunne leve i sådan en himmel.
— White Nights
 (book)
by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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| Language: | Danish |
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