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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 smoke - filled rooms .
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 smoke - filled rooms .
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A humble journalist ... ' Savelyev had no family . All he left in his stuffy little room was an old parrot . The parrot hung head down from its perch , giggled like its master , and screeched nastily : ' Have a lollipop !
A humble journalist ... ' Savelyev had no family . All he left in his stuffy little room was an old parrot . The parrot hung head down from its perch , giggled like its master , and screeched nastily : ' Have a lollipop !
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Only once , while the war was still on , did a Kiev journalist rashly plant a story on him . ... It was sadly missed , not only by the journalists , whatever paper they belonged to , but by many writers and artists for whom the first ...
Only once , while the war was still on , did a Kiev journalist rashly plant a story on him . ... It was sadly missed , not only by the journalists , whatever paper they belonged to , but by many writers and artists for whom the first ...
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Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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