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Page 69
As if various events similar to those that had really taken place in that city and
remained fixed for ever in the memory of men would now happen to me in the city
' s clear air and glittering nights . So great , therefore , was my excitement as we ...
As if various events similar to those that had really taken place in that city and
remained fixed for ever in the memory of men would now happen to me in the city
' s clear air and glittering nights . So great , therefore , was my excitement as we ...
Page 86
But later they thought better of it , lopped off the beginning of the name and the
girl remained for ever Lucia . Anyway , Lucia ' s everlasting plaintive muttering : ' I
' m listening , listening , listening , ' added a sinister touch to life in our basement .
But later they thought better of it , lopped off the beginning of the name and the
girl remained for ever Lucia . Anyway , Lucia ' s everlasting plaintive muttering : ' I
' m listening , listening , listening , ' added a sinister touch to life in our basement .
Page 193
Nowhere else have I seen such limpid , ultramarine puddles as those which
remained on Poti ' s streets after these rapid , short - lived downpours . Daily I
visited the construction works called Colchidstroy . The Senior Engineer , Nodia -
a ...
Nowhere else have I seen such limpid , ultramarine puddles as those which
remained on Poti ' s streets after these rapid , short - lived downpours . Daily I
visited the construction works called Colchidstroy . The Senior Engineer , Nodia -
a ...
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