Title: Valgfritt

Text: I dreamt I met a Galilean, a most amazing man. He had that look you very rarely find. The haunting, hunted kind. I asked him to say what had happened. How it all began. I asked again, he never said a word. As if he hadn't heard. And next the room was full of wild and angry men. They seemed to hate this man. They fell on him and then they disappeared again. Then I saw thousands of millions crying for this man. And then I heard them mentioning my name and leaving me the blame. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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