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... cold on the bank . You'll catch cold . " I did not want to go back to the house . Uncle Ilko was quiet a little longer , and then went away , but I stood there and watched the faraway lantern . The wind blew stronger and stronger [ 8 ] ...
... cold on the bank . You'll catch cold . " I did not want to go back to the house . Uncle Ilko was quiet a little longer , and then went away , but I stood there and watched the faraway lantern . The wind blew stronger and stronger [ 8 ] ...
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... cold and kept her hands in her muff . Galya stuck close to her . In the last year her vision had grown worse . She was confused by the crowd and frightened by the locomotive whistles . Mama made the sign of the cross over me , kissed me ...
... cold and kept her hands in her muff . Galya stuck close to her . In the last year her vision had grown worse . She was confused by the crowd and frightened by the locomotive whistles . Mama made the sign of the cross over me , kissed me ...
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... cold fog blew out of the swamps . We got back to the farm , wet and cold , while it was still early morning . The days went by anxiously after this incident . They delighted me . I liked the steady expectation of danger , the low ...
... cold fog blew out of the swamps . We got back to the farm , wet and cold , while it was still early morning . The days went by anxiously after this incident . They delighted me . I liked the steady expectation of danger , the low ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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