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diaries.(A collection of salvaged audio diaries, arranged into chronological order and translated from the original German.)diaries.
Eins. Beautiful city. Just - such a beautiful, beautiful city. Aesthetically and politically ... beautiful. And so marvellously self-sufficient. It has to ask favours of no-one. It's almost too liberating. Teems with people of all different nationalities, of course, and run by a Russian-American, but that is something a man can get himself used to. And now finally I will be able to settle down, instead of being shunted from place to place, Berlin to Warsaw to Olsztyn to God-Knows-Where.
Zwei. &nb


trial.Click. Whirr.trial.
"Clinical trial: Lot 29," drawls a voice, speaking by rote, sounding almost bored. "Dr. Vīrietis, client Fontaine Futuristics. Subject is a white male named Gotthold Metz. You hear me clearly, Mr. Metz?"
From the background comes a slightly more distant voice, younger than the one you might recognise, and subtly more childlike: it has a ring of real excitement to it. "Ja, Doktor."
"Good, good." The doctor addresses his AccuVox again, his voice becoming more animated now that he's no longer speaking from a script. "Mr Metz has previously assisted us with Lots 18 and 23, respectively Spo
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