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Up on the mattresses, the half-naked Comsomols froze while two heads in
uniform hats gaped at our tropical kingdom. "Comrade Chief ... Comrade. . ." the
Comsomols sputtered in confusion, as they covered themselves with their skirts
'How do you do, Comrade Dudin,' Stalin said, going on. Then he came to a stop,
turned around, removed the pipe from his mouth, and said, 'That's strange,' and
came back to me. Tour name's Dudin?' he asked, jabbing his pipe into my chest.
"A Conversation with Comrade Chopin!" she screamed in a hoarse voice, then
leaped onto the bench beside the piano and placed her hands on the keys. A
tender, romantic melody, Sonata #7, flowed through the auditorium. Just as the ...
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Review: MetroUser Review - Michael Murray - Goodreads
So many richnessess in such a small book. Such lovable characters. An indictment of a political system that never could work, no matter how hard it hammered its citizens into place. Read full review