The sign of an invincible surrender

capibaracapibara Member Posts: 5,722
‘What’s happened to me,’ he thought. It was no dream. His room, a proper room for a human being, only somewhat too small, lay quietly between the four well-known walls. Above the table, on which an unpacked collection of sample cloth goods was spread out (Samsa was a traveling salesman) hung the picture which he had cut out of an illustrated magazine a little while ago and set in a pretty gilt frame. It was a picture of a woman with a fur hat and a fur boa. She sat erect there, lifting up in the direction of the viewer a solid fur muff into which her entire forearm disappeared.
"Always be yourself unless you can be a capybara. Then always be a capybara".
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  • SPC_TORRESSPC_TORRES Member Posts: 1,692
    Gregors glance then turned to the window. The dreary weather (the rain drops were falling audibly down on the metal window ledge) made him quite melancholy. Why dont I keep sleeping for a little while longer and forget all this foolishness, he thought.

    THCross
  • capibaracapibara Member Posts: 5,722
    😂😂😂😂🧟‍♂️🧟‍♀️
    "Always be yourself unless you can be a capybara. Then always be a capybara".
    --> Do you need a guild? ...send me a Private Message. My Recruiting den and my "Art Objects" in the Next Games Collection.
    THCross
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