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... Alushta seemed boring to me . We settled on the outskirts , beyond the Stakheyevsky beach . Stony earth , fragrant cypresses , the empty sea , and the distant Sudaksky Mountains - this was all that surrounded us at Alushta . There was ...
... Alushta seemed boring to me . We settled on the outskirts , beyond the Stakheyevsky beach . Stony earth , fragrant cypresses , the empty sea , and the distant Sudaksky Mountains - this was all that surrounded us at Alushta . There was ...
Page 122
... Alushta . Here she had married an old Ukrainian , the owner of a vineyard . The old man soon died , and now Anna Petrovna and Lena were left as the sole owners of this vineyard . In the winters Lena lived in Yalta and studied in the ...
... Alushta . Here she had married an old Ukrainian , the owner of a vineyard . The old man soon died , and now Anna Petrovna and Lena were left as the sole owners of this vineyard . In the winters Lena lived in Yalta and studied in the ...
Page 129
... Alushta . " I climbed in the wagon . The old man looked at me and asked : " You're not by any chance from the orphans ' home ? " " No , I'm a gymnasium student , " I answered . The last few days at Alushta were extraordinarily ...
... Alushta . " I climbed in the wagon . The old man looked at me and asked : " You're not by any chance from the orphans ' home ? " " No , I'm a gymnasium student , " I answered . The last few days at Alushta were extraordinarily ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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