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02.02.2026, 7:07
It had all happened already: this classroom, this sunset, and even his loneliness, which no longer seemed personal, but part of some ancient, inexorable history. He knew that all of this was predestined: his departure, the school’s vanishing, and even this evening, with the sun setting as if bidding farewell not only to him but to everything that had ever been here. And many years later, sitting in the emptied old school, he remembered the day when he saw her for the last time
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