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Page 147
It seemed to me sometimes that the chestnut-trees were the only thing on earth
which had been left untouched. Their branches swayed over the pavements,
casting a deep shadow. And as gently and discreetly as ever, the tall candles of
pink ...
It seemed to me sometimes that the chestnut-trees were the only thing on earth
which had been left untouched. Their branches swayed over the pavements,
casting a deep shadow. And as gently and discreetly as ever, the tall candles of
pink ...
Page 163
We walked along Institute Street under these same chestnut trees. Her dress
seemed to me too festive even for that festive night, and she was all beauty and
joy. I remembered everything about that night — Olga shivering as we said
goodbye ...
We walked along Institute Street under these same chestnut trees. Her dress
seemed to me too festive even for that festive night, and she was all beauty and
joy. I remembered everything about that night — Olga shivering as we said
goodbye ...
Page 201
Small grey drops shone on the long-withered grass and the branches of the
acacia trees. Ever since, fog has been linked for me with solitude, quiet and
concentration. It reduced the visible world to a small, enclosed circle in which
there was ...
Small grey drops shone on the long-withered grass and the branches of the
acacia trees. Ever since, fog has been linked for me with solitude, quiet and
concentration. It reduced the visible world to a small, enclosed circle in which
there was ...
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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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