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... smoke collected . This smoke came from caves and shanties . The shanties were made out of anything : broken plywood , old tinplate , broken boxes , the seats of chairs , mattresses from which the springs were sticking out . Dirty sacks ...
... smoke collected . This smoke came from caves and shanties . The shanties were made out of anything : broken plywood , old tinplate , broken boxes , the seats of chairs , mattresses from which the springs were sticking out . Dirty sacks ...
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... smoke with deep enjoyment . They waited , hunched over , their hands stuck up the sleeves of their overcoats , and they spat only when they looked at the west . A raw wind was blowing in gusts from that direction , lashing the boughs of ...
... smoke with deep enjoyment . They waited , hunched over , their hands stuck up the sleeves of their overcoats , and they spat only when they looked at the west . A raw wind was blowing in gusts from that direction , lashing the boughs of ...
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... smoke stood against the horizon . The orderlies said this was burning grain . A Cossack patrol galloped through the little village . They rode up to the square in front of the synagogue , went into two or three houses , and then ...
... smoke stood against the horizon . The orderlies said this was burning grain . A Cossack patrol galloped through the little village . They rode up to the square in front of the synagogue , went into two or three houses , and then ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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