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... EMPTY TO EMPTIER I am distrustful to this day of all people with round , black little eyes like olives . My pupil , Marusa Kazanskaya , had such eyes . They looked mindlessly out on the ... Empty to Emptier [ 175 ] From Empty to Emptier.
... EMPTY TO EMPTIER I am distrustful to this day of all people with round , black little eyes like olives . My pupil , Marusa Kazanskaya , had such eyes . They looked mindlessly out on the ... Empty to Emptier [ 175 ] From Empty to Emptier.
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... empty and overgrown with weeds . Duckweed choked the ponds . Jackdaws made a racket in the trees . Rotting benches sagged when I sat on them . I ran into an old artist in the park . He was sitting under a big cloth umbrella , making ...
... empty and overgrown with weeds . Duckweed choked the ponds . Jackdaws made a racket in the trees . Rotting benches sagged when I sat on them . I ran into an old artist in the park . He was sitting under a big cloth umbrella , making ...
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... empty . A few dusty electric lamps flickered under the ceiling . A brown mist filled the hall . Voloshin seemed to be speaking for himself , having forgotten his audience . He talked about war , about the iron - hard times which had ...
... empty . A few dusty electric lamps flickered under the ceiling . A brown mist filled the hall . Voloshin seemed to be speaking for himself , having forgotten his audience . He talked about war , about the iron - hard times which had ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich ΙΟ | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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