Testovací nadpis 1

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin.

He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he he bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. "What's happened to me? " he thought. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he he bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment 

It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls.

Testovací nadpis 2

Samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops

samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm .

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