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En vidunderlig sindsro har taget besiddelse af hele min sjæl, som disse søde forårsmorgener, som jeg nyder af hele mit hjerte. Selv den almægtige Pointing har ingen kontrol over de blinde tekster, det er en næsten uortografisk liv En dag dog en lille linje blind tekst ved navn Lorem ipsum besluttede at rejse til den fjerne verden af grammatik. The Big Oxmox rådede hende til ikke at gøre det, for der var tusindvis af dårlige kommaer, vilde spørgsmålstegn og lumske Semikoli, men den lille blinde tekst lyttede ikke.

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And if she hasn’t been rewritten, then they are still using her. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia.

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul

On her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country.A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents.

But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again.

Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.

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En samling tekstilprøver lå spredt ud på bordet – Samsa var en rejsende sælger – og over det hang et billede, som han for nylig havde klippet ud af et illustreret magasin og anbragt i en flot, forgyldt ramme. Den viste en dame udstyret med pelshat og pelsboa, der sad oprejst og løftede en tung pelsmoffe, der dækkede hele hendes underarm mod beskueren.

Gregor vendte sig så for at se ud af vinduet på det kedelige vejr. Dråber af regn kunne høres ramme ruden, hvilket fik ham til at føle sig ret trist. "Hvad med, hvis jeg sover lidt længere og glemmer alt det sludder", tænkte han, men det var noget, han ikke kunne, fordi han var vant til at sove på højre side og i sin nuværende tilstand ikke kunne komme ind i det. position. Hvor hårdt han end kastede sig på sin højre side, rullede han altid tilbage til hvor han var.

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me? ” he thought. It wasn’t a dream.

Hans værelse, et ordentligt menneskeligt rum, selvom det var lidt for lille, lå fredeligt mellem dets fire velkendte vægge. En samling tekstilprøver lå spredt ud på bordet – Samsa var en rejsende sælger – og over det hang et billede, som han for nylig havde klippet ud af et illustreret magasin og anbragt i en flot, forgyldt ramme.

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It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment.

Den viste en dame udstyret med pelshat og pelsboa, der sad oprejst og løftede en tung pelsmoffe, der dækkede hele hendes underarm mod beskueren. Gregor vendte sig så for at se ud af vinduet på det kedelige vejr. Dråber af regn kunne høres ramme ruden, hvilket fik ham til at føle sig ret trist.