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Herbert Kuhner
She had made the break. She said that the distance had been too great. Yes, there had been an ocean between us, but I had crossed it, and I was looking for a way to solve that problem.
Now distance was no longer a problem. Here she was. I was listening to her and we […]

Hans Dichand:
“I’d rather pet my dog than exercise power”.
Ich streichle lieber meinen Hund als Macht auszuüben.
- Hans Dichand: Im Vorhof der Macht: Erinnerungen eines Journalisten,
Ibera Verlag, 1996

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