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I just wanted to say that George Barker as pasticheur was no worse than his near contemporary, Friedrich Beisser, the post-Expressionist: Und Riesenschnarken lauern an den Küsten, Wenn Mütter mutlos schlafen vor der Tür; Die Sprengstoffladung pflegen Arrivisten, Da Spitzel schreien gellend im Revier. But that's another story, and it's untranslatable. Martin