Der "Geschichten aus dem magiCARB-pool"-Thread

Eine richtige Antwort ist nicht immer eine gute Antwort.

Ab aufs Velo:

It is our suffering that brings us together. It is not love. Love does not obey the mind, and turns to hate when forced. The bond that binds us is beyond choice. We are brothers. We are brothers in what we share. In pain, which each of us must suffer alone, in hunger, in poverty, in hope, we know our brotherhood. We know it, because we have had to learn it. We know that there is no help for us but from one another, that no hand will save us if we do not reach out our hand. And the hand that you reach out is empty, as mine is. You have nothing. You possess nothing. You own nothing. You are free. All you have is what you are, and what you give.

Eine Mutter kann nicht helfen, bei so vielen lockeren Schrauben.

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