If the reporter has killed our imagination with his truth, he threatens our life with his lies. -Karl Kraus
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If the reporter has killed our imagination with his truth, he threatens our life with his lies. -Karl Kraus
If the reporter has killed our imagination with his truth, he threatens our life with his lies. -Karl Kraus
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