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On recovering my senses, I hastened to quit a place where I hoped there was nothing further to detain me. I first filled my pockets with gold, then fastened the strings of the purse round my neck, and concealed it in my bosom.
Peter Schlemiel: The Man Who Sold His Shadow (book) by Adelbert von Chamisso
Language: English
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