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| 11 | 496 | Ute was such a sweet, View more quotes about stupid">stupid little thing. |
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| 11 | 493 | But there was little beauty in the pens, with their heavy blocks of stone and stout bars, and straw, and the smells. |
| 11 | 494 | I then fell asleep, pleased that I was exciting, for I surely was, forgetting even the nose ring. |
| 11 | 495 | As I fell asleep I thought that Ute and Inge were busying themselves in the cage, cleaning it. |
| 11 | 496 | Ute was such a sweet, stupid little thing. |
| 11 | 497 | And Inge, too. |
| 11 | 498 | But, as it turned out, they did not clean the cage that night. |
| 11 | 499 | * * * * "Awaken, Slaves!" I felt a sharp pain in my nose, excruciating. |