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Page 96
... trees was overgrown with little nut trees and impenetrable buckthorn . Moss - covered benches in the middle of clumps of lilac . Quiet paths . They had names— “ The Temple of Diana , " " The Path of Sighs , " " Nightingale Ravine ...
... trees was overgrown with little nut trees and impenetrable buckthorn . Moss - covered benches in the middle of clumps of lilac . Quiet paths . They had names— “ The Temple of Diana , " " The Path of Sighs , " " Nightingale Ravine ...
Page 97
... trees to look around over this green ocean for a planked roof with a crooked , eight - pointed cross which would be the monastery . There was a warm little breeze high up in the pine trees ; our hands stuck to the resiny branches ...
... trees to look around over this green ocean for a planked roof with a crooked , eight - pointed cross which would be the monastery . There was a warm little breeze high up in the pine trees ; our hands stuck to the resiny branches ...
Page 129
... trees . Lena . ” I got to the three plane trees not at six but at five o'clock . It was a deserted place . Three plane trees stood in a rocky ravine near the bed of a dried - up stream . Everything around them was faded . There were ...
... trees . Lena . ” I got to the three plane trees not at six but at five o'clock . It was a deserted place . Three plane trees stood in a rocky ravine near the bed of a dried - up stream . Everything around them was faded . There were ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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