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Judging from the gunfire , the Red Guards had advanced from Strastnaya Square to where the ornate timbered pavilion of a summer restaurant stood halfway up the Boulevard . The Junkersla held their ground in the square beside Nikitsky ...
Judging from the gunfire , the Red Guards had advanced from Strastnaya Square to where the ornate timbered pavilion of a summer restaurant stood halfway up the Boulevard . The Junkersla held their ground in the square beside Nikitsky ...
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Looking out , I could see the edge of Theatre Square and the side - wall of the Metropole . Bent double , Red soldiers were running towards it from the direction of the Town Hall ; every few steps , they flung themselves on the ground ...
Looking out , I could see the edge of Theatre Square and the side - wall of the Metropole . Bent double , Red soldiers were running towards it from the direction of the Town Hall ; every few steps , they flung themselves on the ground ...
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Drowning everything , piercing , two - fingered , bandit whistles shrilled over the square , the fort , it seemed even the city . ' Back to barracks ! Quiet ! Keep calm ! ' shouted the officers , but no one was listening .
Drowning everything , piercing , two - fingered , bandit whistles shrilled over the square , the fort , it seemed even the city . ' Back to barracks ! Quiet ! Keep calm ! ' shouted the officers , but no one was listening .
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Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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