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Page 16
... seemed to me to get more and more stupid through their dislike of the simple people over whom they had so recently been in ecstacies . Not that I was ready to accept the October revolution as a whole . I agreed with much , but some ...
... seemed to me to get more and more stupid through their dislike of the simple people over whom they had so recently been in ecstacies . Not that I was ready to accept the October revolution as a whole . I agreed with much , but some ...
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... seemed an impossible dream ! The novel itself seemed to me to have been written a couple of centuries ago . Mama and my sister Galya were living in the Polesye near the little town of Chernobyl . There , my Aunt Vera , who lived in Kiev ...
... seemed an impossible dream ! The novel itself seemed to me to have been written a couple of centuries ago . Mama and my sister Galya were living in the Polesye near the little town of Chernobyl . There , my Aunt Vera , who lived in Kiev ...
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... seemed indeed as clear and in- corruptible as the stars . I lived alone . Mama and Galya were still completely cut off from Kiev . I could get no news of them . I had decided that in spring I would make my way to Kopan on foot , in ...
... seemed indeed as clear and in- corruptible as the stars . I lived alone . Mama and Galya were still completely cut off from Kiev . I could get no news of them . I had decided that in spring I would make my way to Kopan on foot , in ...
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Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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