Story of a lifePantheon Books, 1964 - Authors, Russian |
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Page 64
... tell Abram , but I know I'm going to die soon . And he'll have me buried in that Jewish cemetery , next to Papa and Mama , and brother Arkasha . It's such a boring place ! Now , for goodness sake don't start telling me I'm going to get ...
... tell Abram , but I know I'm going to die soon . And he'll have me buried in that Jewish cemetery , next to Papa and Mama , and brother Arkasha . It's such a boring place ! Now , for goodness sake don't start telling me I'm going to get ...
Page 124
... telling you here and now , you won't have a pennyworth of success here , and you might collect a pocketful of trouble ... tell you honestly , I'm sorry I ever let I ever let you that room . But how could I refuse such a pleasant spoken ...
... telling you here and now , you won't have a pennyworth of success here , and you might collect a pocketful of trouble ... tell you honestly , I'm sorry I ever let I ever let you that room . But how could I refuse such a pleasant spoken ...
Page 171
... tell Kira stories . You could not have called them fairytales . No indeed , they were true stories suggested by some ... telling her all about it and after half an hour realised to my horror that I was telling it all wrong . I told her ...
... tell Kira stories . You could not have called them fairytales . No indeed , they were true stories suggested by some ... telling her all about it and after half an hour realised to my horror that I was telling it all wrong . I told her ...
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Forerunners of Ostap Bender page | 7 |
Plywood Maze | 25 |
Barley Gruel | 29 |
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