Story of a lifePantheon Books, 1964 - Authors, Russian |
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Page 193
... dark cabin I had only imagined - a titanic , an unheard of storm . It filled me with an overwhelming sense of despair and of terrifying beauty . A pitiful human dustmote rapidly losing the last of its warmth , I stood facing it - while ...
... dark cabin I had only imagined - a titanic , an unheard of storm . It filled me with an overwhelming sense of despair and of terrifying beauty . A pitiful human dustmote rapidly losing the last of its warmth , I stood facing it - while ...
Page 197
... darkness lay all around . In this gloom , very near but not inside the bay , the surf thundered for hundreds of miles ... dark - brown coast . Yet although it is often said and for the most part justly , that human beings are ungrateful ...
... darkness lay all around . In this gloom , very near but not inside the bay , the surf thundered for hundreds of miles ... dark - brown coast . Yet although it is often said and for the most part justly , that human beings are ungrateful ...
Page 214
... dark . The saloon , lit by a single bulb , smelt of sauerkraut . I was seized with stomach cramps . Unbearably hungry , I shut my eyes to the horrifying prospect of total destitution and spent my last pennies on a plate of sauerkraut ...
... dark . The saloon , lit by a single bulb , smelt of sauerkraut . I was seized with stomach cramps . Unbearably hungry , I shut my eyes to the horrifying prospect of total destitution and spent my last pennies on a plate of sauerkraut ...
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Plywood Maze | 25 |
Barley Gruel | 29 |
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