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Als je verliefd bent, luister je naar ze. Als je zin hebt om tot over je oren verliefd te worden ook. Liefdesliedjes, love songs. ...
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When Ezechïel entered the office, the coffee was already waiting for him. 'You wanted to see me,' Ezechïel asked his superior. 'I want to reflect and exchange information,' Jonathan replied. 'We're going to work together with the Boissies and I want to know if you've heard anything about an invasion in Pakistan. Eze picked up ...
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Atlantis Plato, the Greek philosopher, wrote about Atlantis in 360 BC, in his dialogues. He described an island the size of a continent at the beginning of the Atlantic, with sub islands that formed an empire. It is the first literary reference to this area. According to him, it would be beyond the pillars of Hercules. He descri...
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Inspiratie komt met vlagen, met beelden. Soms totaal onverwacht, met beelden die op het eerste gezicht niets met elkaar te maken h...
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"Time is running out," Noah said, "now that Methusalem has been taken in. He stood with his son and the shepherd at the spot where the fiery car had left the field. The man had rushed into the tent camp like a madman, with wild eyes and only after he had drunk the necessary water and got his breath back, he said that he had seen...
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Just a conversation, nothing else. Between whom? Find that out while reading. But I wrote it in English, not Dutch, my native lang...
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The Arabic melody hovered through the Shandy and I looked at Celema. 'A lot has changed in a short time,' I said, 'but you get used to it.' "That's why you should only look at the positive," thought my political friend who looked well rested again, "the rest disappears, just like all of us, there is no return from the grave." 'I...
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Charley jumped up to me when I got home, "are you a good dog," I whispered and stroked his hairy fur. "Are you a good dog, oh, you're such a good one," and I walked on to the front door. "Are you there, Dad," Linda said, pointing to the set table with the two steaming plates. "I sat down and talked to Celema and some boys in the...
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"About 9000 and some guards," José said, and he looked around. 'We will not even need the elections in the future.' "Nine thousand, that's more than our whole village," Pedro said the electricians in a voice that resonated with awe. We were on our umpteenth camel and the combination of these with the coca tea had made our table...
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It was the third hour of the third day and Roberto looked with pleasure at the work his men had done with the villagers. The asequia was clean and where cracks had been, they were now sealed with cement. The water flowed clear and fresh to the fields. "It's unbelievable," said Louis, who had come to stand next to the guard, "we ...
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In the office Jonathan pushed the headset over his head and he saw the man in the distance, of the programmed work space, which had been baptized Elysium, break through the surface of the river. He clicked it on the microphone. The peace prevailed in the forests and in the distance a winding river rippled along the banks, where ...
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It took half a day and then the path led to a plain, a plain that at the end was interrupted by the path that climbed up again, further to the mountain ridges and peaks. Metusalem no longer walked, he now dragged on and he recognized the place from his dreams and gave a sigh of relief. He sank down beside a rock and let the sun ...
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