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Then he put himself at the roadside to wait for a vehicle to take him to Genoa; for you must know that his savings had to last for the long, long journey. A huge caterpillar drove up. Joe, waving his arms above his head, shouted into the roaring sound of the motor: "To Genoa, to Genoa!" The driver stopped: "You are lucky. I transport caterpillars of the "Chaimler Drysler" company to Genoa, from where they are being shipped. Get on, there is still room for one more." Joe was totally amazed on rolling out that way into the world. |
| He liked Italy. People talked a lot, were friendly, and there was wonderful food available at every corner. O bella Italia! But from within a voice called him: "Come on, Joe, come to the land of the cacti, where your princess is waiting for you". Even the fairy hadn't told him anything about a princess! All the more he was in a hurry now to reach this Promised Land |
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