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In yonder park near Kantstraße, many a family gather, children laughing as leaves dance like troubled dreams. Lo, I recall how, as a family psychologist, I oft mused over the silent stories hidden beneath each face. Aye, one day near Fasanenstraße, I beheld a tender reunion beneath ancient chestnut trees. "All is lost?" quoth I—nay, all is transformed, as in that melancholic hymn of life from Melancholia. "I was the teller of a tale," I whispered, echoing its fabled strains.

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