The Story of a Life: In that dawnPantheon Books, 1964 - Authors, Russian |
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Page 200
... Nazarov and I had hardly any money left , we lived on firinka and soggy maize bread . The bread looked like cake but tasted of pure aniseed . We had to rinse our mouths after every meal to get rid of the smell . On rare occasions , I ...
... Nazarov and I had hardly any money left , we lived on firinka and soggy maize bread . The bread looked like cake but tasted of pure aniseed . We had to rinse our mouths after every meal to get rid of the smell . On rare occasions , I ...
Page 209
... Nazarov strict instructions to keep the thermometer in cotton wool in a drawer and to cherish it like the apple of his eye . Nazarov took my temperature but forgot his orders . He left the thermometer on the bedside table and went out ...
... Nazarov strict instructions to keep the thermometer in cotton wool in a drawer and to cherish it like the apple of his eye . Nazarov took my temperature but forgot his orders . He left the thermometer on the bedside table and went out ...
Page 217
... Nazarov following him . Still shout- ing , he told us that the Whites were running away without so much as firing a shot , there was panic in the port , the French cruiser was shelling the steppe at random - we must each pack a bag and ...
... Nazarov following him . Still shout- ing , he told us that the Whites were running away without so much as firing a shot , there was panic in the port , the French cruiser was shelling the steppe at random - we must each pack a bag and ...
Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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