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It was about twenty kilometers back to the city . Again it was night , and windy . Again the gardens rustled all along the road , and acacia seeds beat into my face . It seemed to me that I was all alone in the world .
It was about twenty kilometers back to the city . Again it was night , and windy . Again the gardens rustled all along the road , and acacia seeds beat into my face . It seemed to me that I was all alone in the world .
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Would he find his friends from his village , or would he have to languish alone among strange people in White Russia ? About twenty versts short of Baranovichi , a group of armed soldiers was standing by the road with an officer riding ...
Would he find his friends from his village , or would he have to languish alone among strange people in White Russia ? About twenty versts short of Baranovichi , a group of armed soldiers was standing by the road with an officer riding ...
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I lost my way , and rode out on to a road near our front - line positions . A gloomy wind was blowing . The road was covered with ice . My horse was moving at a walk , trying not to slip . It soon grew so dark that I couldn't see the ...
I lost my way , and rode out on to a road near our front - line positions . A gloomy wind was blowing . The road was covered with ice . My horse was moving at a walk , trying not to slip . It soon grew so dark that I couldn't see the ...
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Contents
The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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| Title | The Story of a Life Volume 373 of A Vintage book The Story of a Life, Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Author | Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Publisher | Vintage Books, 1967 |
| Original from | Pennsylvania State University |
| Digitized | 23 Nov 2009 |
| Length | 661 pages |
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