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... smoked like the ruins of a conquered city - but only with cigarette smoke - and grey flurries of sunflower seeds swirled in the wind . A red flag , tied to the martially raised sword of Skobelev's statue , had faded in the sun but ...
... smoked like the ruins of a conquered city - but only with cigarette smoke - and grey flurries of sunflower seeds swirled in the wind . A red flag , tied to the martially raised sword of Skobelev's statue , had faded in the sun but ...
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... smoke rose from the ruins for days on end . Our metal roof buckled and the window frames smoked , but luckily did not catch . We coughed and our eyes watered from the smoke ; we tied wet handkerchiefs over our faces , but it made little ...
... smoke rose from the ruins for days on end . Our metal roof buckled and the window frames smoked , but luckily did not catch . We coughed and our eyes watered from the smoke ; we tied wet handkerchiefs over our faces , but it made little ...
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... smoke of burning houses . Their glow was fading . Only in the direction of Kiev Station was the sky still a dull crimson . Then , from the north , from the side of Khodynka , came the whining of a shell . It crossed Moscow and the ...
... smoke of burning houses . Their glow was fading . Only in the direction of Kiev Station was the sky still a dull crimson . Then , from the north , from the side of Khodynka , came the whining of a shell . It crossed Moscow and the ...
Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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