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The orderly on duty came up to me — a little man with sharp eyes , a face criss - crossed with white scars , and a woman's lips , pursed in a cupid's bow tattooed on the palm of his hand . When the hand lay flat , the lips were open as ...
The orderly on duty came up to me — a little man with sharp eyes , a face criss - crossed with white scars , and a woman's lips , pursed in a cupid's bow tattooed on the palm of his hand . When the hand lay flat , the lips were open as ...
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She lay face down on the bunk . Nobody spoke . ' And what the hell am I going to Odessa for , what am I going to do there ? ' Lucienna said suddenly , without raising her head . I got up and opened the door quietly .
She lay face down on the bunk . Nobody spoke . ' And what the hell am I going to Odessa for , what am I going to do there ? ' Lucienna said suddenly , without raising her head . I got up and opened the door quietly .
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A soldier in a French steel helmet , his face covered with black stubble , pushed up her arm , and the bullet smacked harmlessly into the wall . We ran up to the guard . He was dead , the ingratiating smile frozen on his face .
A soldier in a French steel helmet , his face covered with black stubble , pushed up her arm , and the bullet smacked harmlessly into the wall . We ran up to the guard . He was dead , the ingratiating smile frozen on his face .
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Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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| Title | Story of a Life: In that dawn Volume 3 of Story of a Life, Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Author | Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Translated by | Manya Harari |
| Publisher | Harvill Press, 1967 |
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