[Cz-L] Mickiewiczgasse at night

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   After 8 o'clock in the evening not a soul on the pavement.
    What have you got to do out ?
      You may meet hooligans or wild dogs or lost souls.
        And bitter cold with winds sweeping in.
        You could never know.
          Better at home, warm and cozy with a book.
            And early to bed under the iberbet ,that is the Ueberbett,
          the eiderdown but if you pronounced it correctly people
         would call you a snob and laugh at you.
          So you climb into bed and embrace the Kischale, that is the small
         head cushion without which sleep was unthinkable and dream
          of better times.
    
Hardy

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