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way. Everything arranged for my benefit—that's my motto."
The stone fell on a soft bed and thought: "I've flown a bit, and now I'll lie down for a while and rest."
A servant came and took the stone off the bed and threw it out at the window again so that it fell back on the cobbled roadway.
Then the stone cried out to his fellow-cobbles: "Brothers, good health, I've just been paying a call at one of the mansions, but I did not at all care for the aristocracy, my heart yearned for the common people, so I returned."
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