...the simple task of getting dressed and undressed was a real strain, but nothing could compare with her addiction to d — Ingeborg Bachmann, Simultan: Erzählungen
...the simple task of getting dressed and undressed was a real strain, but nothing could compare with her addiction to d — Ingeborg Bachmann, Simultan: Erzählungen
...the simple task of getting dressed and undressed was a real strain, but nothing could compare with her addiction to d — Ingeborg Bachmann, Simultan: Erzählungen
...the simple task of getting dressed and undressed was a real strain, but nothing could compare with her addiction to d — Ingeborg Bachmann, Simultan: Erzählungen
...the simple task of getting dressed and undressed was a real strain, but nothing could compare with her addiction to d — Ingeborg Bachmann, Simultan: Erzählungen
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...the simple task of getting dressed and undressed was a real strain, but nothing could compare with her addiction to deep sleep...

— Ingeborg Bachmann, Simultan: Erzählungen
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