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One day at the café , Shchelkunov gave a lecture on the history of books — it was a poem , a poem of praise . Books , he said , are the sole repository of human thought , its only vehicle of transmission from century to century ...
One day at the café , Shchelkunov gave a lecture on the history of books — it was a poem , a poem of praise . Books , he said , are the sole repository of human thought , its only vehicle of transmission from century to century ...
Page 105
I gave the soldier a five - ruble note . He raised a finger to his helmet and waved us on : ' Fa - hr ! ' We went on . I looked over my shoulder . The two Germans , boots wide apart and firmly planted on the sandy road , were smiling ...
I gave the soldier a five - ruble note . He raised a finger to his helmet and waved us on : ' Fa - hr ! ' We went on . I looked over my shoulder . The two Germans , boots wide apart and firmly planted on the sandy road , were smiling ...
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A small smoking oil - lamp gave a little light . I took a piece of bread and a chunk of stale salami out of my knapsack , and started to eat . The orderly on duty came up to me — a little man with sharp eyes , a face criss - crossed ...
A small smoking oil - lamp gave a little light . I took a piece of bread and a chunk of stale salami out of my knapsack , and started to eat . The orderly on duty came up to me — a little man with sharp eyes , a face criss - crossed ...
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Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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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