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Page 37
... ships as well , even the junk that had belonged to the notorious ship - owner Shay Kropot- sky . Shay had been the laughing stock of all seafaring Odessa . His meanness and his double dealing were a legend . Not even a cab - driver ...
... ships as well , even the junk that had belonged to the notorious ship - owner Shay Kropot- sky . Shay had been the laughing stock of all seafaring Odessa . His meanness and his double dealing were a legend . Not even a cab - driver ...
Page 47
... ships were released . I still remember our bitter disappointment when , to save Odessa , Moscow advised the release of the ships . We were not strong enough at sea then to take on a whole French squadron . The day the ships left , I ...
... ships were released . I still remember our bitter disappointment when , to save Odessa , Moscow advised the release of the ships . We were not strong enough at sea then to take on a whole French squadron . The day the ships left , I ...
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... ships . There were other , smaller stones which were also named after various prayers Pater Noster , Ave Maria , Mater Dolorosa and Miserere . - Scouring the deck with the Great Prayer was a form of punish- ment . The Sailor's Bible ...
... ships . There were other , smaller stones which were also named after various prayers Pater Noster , Ave Maria , Mater Dolorosa and Miserere . - Scouring the deck with the Great Prayer was a form of punish- ment . The Sailor's Bible ...
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