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One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his.
The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size.
His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samp.
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