Max, you can change your mind. His voice was like autumn leaves droppinglightly onto the ground.I don’t know how.Then my throat felt tight, and I rubbed my fists against my eyes. I droppedmy face onto...
A certain shoemaker one of the chief towns of Silesia, in the year 1591, September 20, on a Friday betimes in the morning, in the further part of his house, where there was adjoining a little garden,...