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Den tysta majoriteten gör rent hus  [embedded content] Till alla kvinnliga studenter som under årens lopp fått stå ut med att professorn kallat dem för Marie-Fifi …

But once, we were here  [embedded content] In loving memory of my brother, Peter ‘Uncas’ Pålsson.

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En dag ringde Indira Gandhi  [embedded content]

Twist in my sobriety  [embedded content]

One of sixteen vestal virgins  [embedded content] Covers are as a rule worse than the original. But there are exceptions, and this is certainly one of them.

 [embedded content] In memory of Kristina. Beloved wife and mother of David and Tora. Hope fades Into the world of night Through shadows falling Out of memory and time Don’t say We have come now to the end White shores are calling You and I will meet again And you’ll be here in my arms

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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone. Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling in the sky the message He is Dead, Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest My noon, my midnight, my...