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burst through the windows . Plaster showered from the ceiling . I remained on the floor . The firing increased . I realised that the flame of my match , seen through the window , had served as a signal to Red Army men who had quietly ...
burst through the windows . Plaster showered from the ceiling . I remained on the floor . The firing increased . I realised that the flame of my match , seen through the window , had served as a signal to Red Army men who had quietly ...
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A burst of machine - gun fire raked the platform , hitting the guard . He twitched a few more times and lay still . We rushed out through the booking hall onto the platform . The last flat - wagon was gliding past .
A burst of machine - gun fire raked the platform , hitting the guard . He twitched a few more times and lay still . We rushed out through the booking hall onto the platform . The last flat - wagon was gliding past .
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The chestnuts crackled , burst and spread a sweetish smell of burnt shells . The streets were dark . The lamps were lit very late , and some- times not at all , so that on some autumn evenings the only light came from the braziers .
The chestnuts crackled , burst and spread a sweetish smell of burnt shells . The streets were dark . The lamps were lit very late , and some- times not at all , so that on some autumn evenings the only light came from the braziers .
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Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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