Someone lost it

Found a few pages ripped from a book next to a bench. Neither Shakespeare nor Goethe.

I'm still sitting on the bench as I type this, waiting for cranes.
But no luck again today and almost time to go home.
Looks like the sun is getting ready to go to bed and it's not even 5 o'clock yet. Sunset at 17:10 today.
Not looking forward to coming home after work after sunset the coming months. Hooray for working-from-home-days.

16:55; 20°C