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... lived my other grandmotherVikentiya Ivanovna , a tall old Polish woman . She had a lot of daughters , who were my aunts . One of them , Yefrosinya Grigorievna , was the director of the girls ' gymnasium * in Cherkasy . My grandmother lived ...
... lived my other grandmotherVikentiya Ivanovna , a tall old Polish woman . She had a lot of daughters , who were my aunts . One of them , Yefrosinya Grigorievna , was the director of the girls ' gymnasium * in Cherkasy . My grandmother lived ...
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... lived through the winter and the summer in this friendly family of artillerymen . But the bitter taste of what I had lived through in Kiev did not go away . I thought constantly about Mama and my father , and I was sometimes ashamed to ...
... lived through the winter and the summer in this friendly family of artillerymen . But the bitter taste of what I had lived through in Kiev did not go away . I thought constantly about Mama and my father , and I was sometimes ashamed to ...
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... lived . It seems that way , perhaps , because there were so many such warm little houses in Simbirsk , throwing light through their windows onto the narrow sidewalks in the evenings . All I knew then about the town was that Goncharov ...
... lived . It seems that way , perhaps , because there were so many such warm little houses in Simbirsk , throwing light through their windows onto the narrow sidewalks in the evenings . All I knew then about the town was that Goncharov ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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