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Europe like a shop ‒ exasperating,
vulgar spirit, stench, the pain disappears
from her despicable face, but doesn’t
remain in her, she’s terribly stingy
she prefers to destroy the others.
Love for her is impossible. She’s
the recent nation of the stomach
and she can practice nothing
but the lie and the adultery
she’s still snoring like a satisfied
sow. What universe this fangy snore brings!
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