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I thought of Lenin — the huge mass movement he led , and the astonishingly simple man I had just seen walking through the crowd . I thought of the recruit , and of the young peasant girlhalf in love with her across the years , as though ...
I thought of Lenin — the huge mass movement he led , and the astonishingly simple man I had just seen walking through the crowd . I thought of the recruit , and of the young peasant girlhalf in love with her across the years , as though ...
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An old man as bony as a skeleton , with a close - cropped head and a worn black jacket , bent low over his canvas briefcase , opened it carefully , put the flower inside and , I thought , dropped a tear into it as well .
An old man as bony as a skeleton , with a close - cropped head and a worn black jacket , bent low over his canvas briefcase , opened it carefully , put the flower inside and , I thought , dropped a tear into it as well .
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I stood smoking and , for want of anything better to do , thought desultorily about the past few years of my life . It was time , I thought , to pull myself together and become a I writer . I was twenty - six , yet all I had written so ...
I stood smoking and , for want of anything better to do , thought desultorily about the past few years of my life . It was time , I thought , to pull myself together and become a I writer . I was twenty - six , yet all I had written so ...
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Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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