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He came in , crossed himself in front of the empty ikon corner , turned to us , bowed from the waist , and asked Mama if she would take some dried mushrooms in exchange for salt for the brethren . He might have stepped down from a ...
He came in , crossed himself in front of the empty ikon corner , turned to us , bowed from the waist , and asked Mama if she would take some dried mushrooms in exchange for salt for the brethren . He might have stepped down from a ...
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A grey tom cat with rusty patches came up the stairs , gave us a passing glance , walked on every table and the empty counter , jumped onto the window - sill , turned his back on us , sat down and , like ourselves , stared at the empty ...
A grey tom cat with rusty patches came up the stairs , gave us a passing glance , walked on every table and the empty counter , jumped onto the window - sill , turned his back on us , sat down and , like ourselves , stared at the empty ...
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Almost as bad were empty purses and torn - up documents . But these were rare . The lucky finds were few but varied . They were usually com- pletely unexpected objects : faded flowers from a bouquet , fragments of cut glass ...
Almost as bad were empty purses and torn - up documents . But these were rare . The lucky finds were few but varied . They were usually com- pletely unexpected objects : faded flowers from a bouquet , fragments of cut glass ...
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Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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