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He was barely seventeen years old when he was told his first confession by a downcast-eyed student who had been preparing for days and weeks to utter this single sentence. And laughingly she gave herself to another, just so that the next day she could tear her flowers apart laughingly and stab her in the eye with a laugh: I don't need you anymore. (...) He laughed his whole life away. It lacked something, like the night lacks light. Because his laugh was not a laugh of joy, just some sharp, bitter outburst of anger, some unbridled animal passion. Because it was missing something. You didn't even know, maybe you didn't even feel it. Even the night does not feel that there is no sunlight in it.