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But I saw some things I had known since childhood - Mama's box , an old bronze alarm clock , and a photograph of my father , taken when he was still young . The photograph hung on the wall over Mama's bed . Mama was upset because the ...
But I saw some things I had known since childhood - Mama's box , an old bronze alarm clock , and a photograph of my father , taken when he was still young . The photograph hung on the wall over Mama's bed . Mama was upset because the ...
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No ? ” " But why are you telling me all this ? " " Why ? Just in general ! Without any reason ! You're a pleasant young fellow , but you don't like to think things over . I've noticed this for a long time .
No ? ” " But why are you telling me all this ? " " Why ? Just in general ! Without any reason ! You're a pleasant young fellow , but you don't like to think things over . I've noticed this for a long time .
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Besides , the story of every house is bound up with the existence of a lot of things which have also lived for a long time , been moved across great distances , and seen a thing or two . But it is unfortunately impossible to write the ...
Besides , the story of every house is bound up with the existence of a lot of things which have also lived for a long time , been moved across great distances , and seen a thing or two . But it is unfortunately impossible to write the ...
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Contents
The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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