Greg k. woke up that morning totally occupied by the thoughts of his own. “i am blind” thought greg k. “its darkness all over, I’ll never see again”.
A House of devil
Two men were sitting leisurely in the hall room. Each occupied in his own thought. In the television a muted film was playing to which no attention was being paid
A Meeting of Artists
On a serene day of a fading spring many people came out of their homes to spend the day away from the bounds of their houses. It was as if the weather had beckoned them
