In Times Which Seem Like Self-Psychotherapy He Says To Himself:
Oh, Vienna

Novel: Times 1–4, Chapter 50 But I wasn’t at one, I wasn’t at ease

Niet van der Zand

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The society around me couldn’t get through to me; eventually the easiest path was to discard me, to forget about me, which looking back didn’t help me, nor did it help anyone else either for that matter.

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