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The day after I arrived , I was telling Galya and Mama about Moscow and the revolution , when I looked out of the window and saw an old , hunchbacked little monk , in a dusty habit and pointed hat , trudging from the woods towards the ...
The day after I arrived , I was telling Galya and Mama about Moscow and the revolution , when I looked out of the window and saw an old , hunchbacked little monk , in a dusty habit and pointed hat , trudging from the woods towards the ...
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A mysterious gang had appeared in the woods — perhaps escaped Austrian prisoners or convicts released from jail . No one had seen them , but everyone was alarmed . Time passed . Nothing more was heard of the gang .
A mysterious gang had appeared in the woods — perhaps escaped Austrian prisoners or convicts released from jail . No one had seen them , but everyone was alarmed . Time passed . Nothing more was heard of the gang .
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the sun had slowly set , the birch woods were already covered with dew , and the river , escaped from the city , rustled , winding past the trees . The river had a chilly smell of mud and rotting timber piles . The deserted houses were ...
the sun had slowly set , the birch woods were already covered with dew , and the river , escaped from the city , rustled , winding past the trees . The river had a chilly smell of mud and rotting timber piles . The deserted houses were ...
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Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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