The stunned vision of the cow (who never was milked till she became
that miserable crone, who never milked anyone to become a mean banker deserving
Raskolnikoff’s axe) lacks idols.
A total resignation in prayer – in the dead language of a catacomb,
reverberating an obsessive repetition of the final word.
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