A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone ...
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back ...
It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that ...
And that’s already freaky enough. Now, Eventide the folks you know probably for their classic ...
A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung ...
The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment.