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... letter . The applause was still thundering around us . I read the letter quickly . It was short and dry . Mama wrote me that I should stay with Uncle Kolya until life got better for us . At the moment Mama could tell me nothing ...
... letter . The applause was still thundering around us . I read the letter quickly . It was short and dry . Mama wrote me that I should stay with Uncle Kolya until life got better for us . At the moment Mama could tell me nothing ...
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... letters from Taganrog all at once , one from Mama , one from Romanin , and a third letter addressed in a crude handwriting which I didn't know . I couldn't make up my mind to open them for a long time . Just as in Odessa , when I had ...
... letters from Taganrog all at once , one from Mama , one from Romanin , and a third letter addressed in a crude handwriting which I didn't know . I couldn't make up my mind to open them for a long time . Just as in Odessa , when I had ...
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... letter , " I said , and I put my sister Galya's letter down on the table in front of him . " I have no others . " The commissar frowned , and began to read the letter slowly . He looked up at me several times while he was reading it ...
... letter , " I said , and I put my sister Galya's letter down on the table in front of him . " I have no others . " The commissar frowned , and began to read the letter slowly . He looked up at me several times while he was reading it ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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