I know so much, but hold no knowledge.
On his 50th birthday, he met with his mother. Half a century had passed since he came forth from Her womb. She was old now, gray and pale, her womb deserted and dry.
As he saw his mother, Jürgen himself felt age. He no Krim, no proper Krimean, yet he know much of Him.
drink a lot of water.
He was a reader of books and lexicæ, Jürgen.
Truly, in this world, I hold the sacred knowledge of Krim most strongly!
Now meet the demand!
Jürgen lied through life and unlife.
Valle Waling, Valle!
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