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... Journalists ' Café in Stolesh- nikov Lane . Pooling their resources , the journalists had rented an empty second - floor flat , furnished it with café tables and chairs , and a cheerful all - night meeting was held regularly in its ...
... Journalists ' Café in Stolesh- nikov Lane . Pooling their resources , the journalists had rented an empty second - floor flat , furnished it with café tables and chairs , and a cheerful all - night meeting was held regularly in its ...
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... journalists ' café was a polite , but noisy man with pitiless eyes , Oleg Leonidov , known as the King of Scoops . He deliberately arrived after everyone else , just at the moment when the papers , damp with printers ' ink , were ...
... journalists ' café was a polite , but noisy man with pitiless eyes , Oleg Leonidov , known as the King of Scoops . He deliberately arrived after everyone else , just at the moment when the papers , damp with printers ' ink , were ...
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... journalist rashly plant a story on him . Leonidov nearly lost his job , but so cruel was his revenge that no one ever ... journalists , whatever paper they belonged to , but by many writers and artists for whom the first - floor flat ...
... journalist rashly plant a story on him . Leonidov nearly lost his job , but so cruel was his revenge that no one ever ... journalists , whatever paper they belonged to , but by many writers and artists for whom the first - floor flat ...
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Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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