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... waiting for us on the threshold . The spring sunrises were the best of all . In the clean morning air the birds sang , and our heads were full of romance . This amazing life which was waiting for us on the [ 170 ] The Faraway Years.
... waiting for us on the threshold . The spring sunrises were the best of all . In the clean morning air the birds sang , and our heads were full of romance . This amazing life which was waiting for us on the [ 170 ] The Faraway Years.
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... waiting nervously for the noise to start . Just the waiting could produce nausea . Then the saw would start up again triumphantly , grinding its steel teeth into the metal and throwing up fountains of hot sparks . I was responsible not ...
... waiting nervously for the noise to start . Just the waiting could produce nausea . Then the saw would start up again triumphantly , grinding its steel teeth into the metal and throwing up fountains of hot sparks . I was responsible not ...
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... waiting their turn . Some of them had been waiting more than a month , listening to the old nurse's song , completely in the dark about what was happening to their applications . So I would have to go without the permit . I learned that ...
... waiting their turn . Some of them had been waiting more than a month , listening to the old nurse's song , completely in the dark about what was happening to their applications . So I would have to go without the permit . I learned that ...
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