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Fordítási probléma jelentése
Kyyiv, Ukraine 
"My house is your house", his brow suddenly furrowed and he looked worried,
"although only in a metaphorical sense, you understand, because I would
not, much as I always admired your straightforward approach, and indeed
your forthright stance, actually *give* you my house, it being the only
house I have, and therefore the term is being extended in an, as it were,
gratuitous fashion --"
Owlglass was clearly having some trouble getting to the end of the sentence.
-- Carpet philosophers at work
(Terry Pratchett, The Carpet People)
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