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... head bound around with wires . The soldiers had knocked this creature down and piled on top of it while it awkwardly tried to kick them away with its heavy lead boots . One of the soldiers grabbed a rubber pipe near the creature's copper ...
... head bound around with wires . The soldiers had knocked this creature down and piled on top of it while it awkwardly tried to kick them away with its heavy lead boots . One of the soldiers grabbed a rubber pipe near the creature's copper ...
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... head whirled with them and I began to fall . I fell for a long time and while I was falling I forgot everything . I lay there in a fever for several days , with pain in my head . During this time my father went to Bezhitsa . As soon as ...
... head whirled with them and I began to fall . I fell for a long time and while I was falling I forgot everything . I lay there in a fever for several days , with pain in my head . During this time my father went to Bezhitsa . As soon as ...
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... head against my chest as if looking for protection . I was silent . She held me tighter and tighter , and her head was trembling . Several minutes went by like this . The third warning sounded . Lyuba raised her head , quickly made the ...
... head against my chest as if looking for protection . I was silent . She held me tighter and tighter , and her head was trembling . Several minutes went by like this . The third warning sounded . Lyuba raised her head , quickly made the ...
Contents
The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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