Jöns:
Love is as contagious as a cold. It eats away at your strength, morale... If everything is imperfect in this world, love is perfect in its imperfection.
Blacksmith Plog:
You're happy, you with your oily words. You believe your own twaddle.
Jöns:
Believe it? Who said? But I love to give pieces of advice.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:23