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... silence , then a sound like a thunder - clap . Something screeched past the windows , and immediately the corner of the house opposite collapsed with a slow rumble . Children started crying in my landlord's flat . Nikitsky Gate was ...
... silence , then a sound like a thunder - clap . Something screeched past the windows , and immediately the corner of the house opposite collapsed with a slow rumble . Children started crying in my landlord's flat . Nikitsky Gate was ...
Page 67
... silence , arms were raised and lowered , voting the assembly's approval . Still shaken by what we had heard , we came out into Theatre Square . Dusk had fallen over the city . Bristling with bayonets , a Red Army unit came swinging past ...
... silence , arms were raised and lowered , voting the assembly's approval . Still shaken by what we had heard , we came out into Theatre Square . Dusk had fallen over the city . Bristling with bayonets , a Red Army unit came swinging past ...
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... silence to relax , to take a look at things from outside , and to try to sort them out . Another feeling which came over me , the moment I set foot in those outlying districts was the certainty of a varied , perhaps even too exciting a ...
... silence to relax , to take a look at things from outside , and to try to sort them out . Another feeling which came over me , the moment I set foot in those outlying districts was the certainty of a varied , perhaps even too exciting a ...
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Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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