The Trial, by Franz Kafka

Someone must have been telling lies about Joseph K., for without having done anything wrong he was arrested one fine morning.

Excuse me, dear reader, for posting only dribs and drabs of things that interest me. I’ve been moving to Atlanta, Georgia and there is some time for blogging that I must sacrifice.

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