Far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, the blind texts live. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove on the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies them with the necessary regelialia.
It is a paradisematic country where roasted parts of sentences fly into the mouth. Not even from the powerful punctuation the blind texts are dominated - an almost unorthographic life.
