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... STREET Our trips to Cherkasy and to Gorodishche were the holidays in my childhood , but the rest of the year was lived in Kiev , on Svyatoslav- skaya Street , where we lived through the long winters in a gloomy , uncomfortable apartment ...
... STREET Our trips to Cherkasy and to Gorodishche were the holidays in my childhood , but the rest of the year was lived in Kiev , on Svyatoslav- skaya Street , where we lived through the long winters in a gloomy , uncomfortable apartment ...
Page 106
... street alone . " " I want to go with you , ” I said shyly . " You'd get crushed to death . Go on home . Tomorrow you ... Street past the Bergon Theater , then we turned on to the Kreshchatik and walked past Kirkheim's candy store . We ...
... street alone . " " I want to go with you , ” I said shyly . " You'd get crushed to death . Go on home . Tomorrow you ... Street past the Bergon Theater , then we turned on to the Kreshchatik and walked past Kirkheim's candy store . We ...
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... street all around us . This delighted us . Each of us in turn did the same with his textbook . In a minute the street was white with paper . A policeman whistled at us and we ran . We turned on to Fundukleyevskaya Street , then into the ...
... street all around us . This delighted us . Each of us in turn did the same with his textbook . In a minute the street was white with paper . A policeman whistled at us and we ran . We turned on to Fundukleyevskaya Street , then into the ...
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Carp | 16 |
The Pink Oleanders | 29 |
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