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There followed a period of faith and of great hope . My life became less casual , more con- sidered , and on the ... The cold spring of 1917 was followed by a sweltering summer . A hot wind blew armfuls of torn and crumpled newspapers ...
There followed a period of faith and of great hope . My life became less casual , more con- sidered , and on the ... The cold spring of 1917 was followed by a sweltering summer . A hot wind blew armfuls of torn and crumpled newspapers ...
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I followed her and asked where the monk had turned up from . She told me there had always been a small community about six miles away in the woods , on the bank of the River Uzh . Now , since the revolution , most of the able - bodied ...
I followed her and asked where the monk had turned up from . She told me there had always been a small community about six miles away in the woods , on the bank of the River Uzh . Now , since the revolution , most of the able - bodied ...
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I followed them . They had obviously come straight from the front and reached the city on foot . They walked along Vasilkov Street and the Kreshchatik , then downhill towards the Podol and the Dnieper . And as they advanced , first in ...
I followed them . They had obviously come straight from the front and reached the city on foot . They walked along Vasilkov Street and the Kreshchatik , then downhill towards the Podol and the Dnieper . And as they advanced , first in ...
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Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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