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Page 71
Its damp green jungle smelled refreshingly of mint and dill, and I thought it more
beautiful than the most luxurious rose garden. 'So you see,' he said to me, 'this
also is a way of life. You can fight for freedom, you can reshape human beings, ...
Its damp green jungle smelled refreshingly of mint and dill, and I thought it more
beautiful than the most luxurious rose garden. 'So you see,' he said to me, 'this
also is a way of life. You can fight for freedom, you can reshape human beings, ...
Page 72
Sometimes I used to walk across the back gardens and the vacant lots, where
sharp splinters of sun from the broken glass flew into my eyes until I came to the
low bank of the Moskva. Across the river, leafy slopes ran down from Noyevsky
Park ...
Sometimes I used to walk across the back gardens and the vacant lots, where
sharp splinters of sun from the broken glass flew into my eyes until I came to the
low bank of the Moskva. Across the river, leafy slopes ran down from Noyevsky
Park ...
Page 212
We tore through the dark garden. The white trunks of trees treated with lime
helped to guide us. The Cossacks were already climbing the wall after us. A
bullet flew past my ear. We reached the wall at the end of the garden. There was
a gap in ...
We tore through the dark garden. The white trunks of trees treated with lime
helped to guide us. The Cossacks were already climbing the wall after us. A
bullet flew past my ear. We reached the wall at the end of the garden. There was
a gap in ...
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Contents
Whirlpool pagej 2 Blue Torches | 23 |
3 The Journalists Cafe | 56 |
4 The Hall with the Fountain | 58 |
Copyright | |
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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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