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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.