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One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed ...
He thought. It wasn’t a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too ...
And above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated ...
It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, ...
Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could ...
How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense
But that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on ...
Travelling day in and day out. Doing business like this takes much more effort than doing ...
He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could ...