雨天。

【226/365 Days | 14 August | Wednesday】

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“I forgave her over the baker. I forgave her for what happened in town.” He strokes the blade of the knife with his finger tip: “The whole village laughed at me.” Windisch sighs. “I couldn’t look her in the eye anymore,” says the night watchman. “Only one thing I didn’t forgive her – that she died so quickly, as if she’d had no one.”

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