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Not that I was ready to accept the October revolution as a whole . I agreed with much , but some things shocked me - particularly what seemed to me its contempt for the culture of the past . Prevented from wholehearted acceptance by my ...
Not that I was ready to accept the October revolution as a whole . I agreed with much , but some things shocked me - particularly what seemed to me its contempt for the culture of the past . Prevented from wholehearted acceptance by my ...
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Whole regiments parked round the stations , where the squares 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 ...
Whole regiments parked round the stations , where the squares 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 ...
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I have described this incident in detail only because it was so in keeping with the whole tenor of life under the Directorate . Everything seemed equally mean and pointless , like a badly- produced but occasionally tragic farce .
I have described this incident in detail only because it was so in keeping with the whole tenor of life under the Directorate . Everything seemed equally mean and pointless , like a badly- produced but occasionally tragic farce .
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Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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