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... Andrei Borelli , but this was only a pen name , of course , for the stunning reports he was going to write . Among themselves the journalists called him Dodya . He was always pulling up his short khaki trousers , The Heated Boxcar [ 555 ]
... Andrei Borelli , but this was only a pen name , of course , for the stunning reports he was going to write . Among themselves the journalists called him Dodya . He was always pulling up his short khaki trousers , The Heated Boxcar [ 555 ]
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... Dodya in a whistling kind of whisper : " You idiot ! Your teapot stuck out like a sore thumb . " They talked in low voices for quite a while , and then they put another package on top of the suitcase with the teapot , and put an ...
... Dodya in a whistling kind of whisper : " You idiot ! Your teapot stuck out like a sore thumb . " They talked in low voices for quite a while , and then they put another package on top of the suitcase with the teapot , and put an ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich ΙΟ | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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