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... woods . " Now we'll rest the horses and have a swim . " We drove through such a thicket and the branches beat us so ... woods with us . The driver told us we must be careful because there were many wild boars in the woods . He explained ...
... woods . " Now we'll rest the horses and have a swim . " We drove through such a thicket and the branches beat us so ... woods with us . The driver told us we must be careful because there were many wild boars in the woods . He explained ...
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... woods . Owls flew out of it at twilight . Once at night we heard faraway cries coming out of these woods . It was a peddler who had tried to go on foot from the Svensky Monastery to a fair at Trubchevsk . A forest warden found him and ...
... woods . Owls flew out of it at twilight . Once at night we heard faraway cries coming out of these woods . It was a peddler who had tried to go on foot from the Svensky Monastery to a fair at Trubchevsk . A forest warden found him and ...
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Константин Паустовский. IN THE MARSHY WOODS Monotonous marshy woods stretched out beyond Slonim . A good many young aspen trees grew there . They stood in thin gray rows and the rain fell on them in thin gray streaks . The sky would ...
Константин Паустовский. IN THE MARSHY WOODS Monotonous marshy woods stretched out beyond Slonim . A good many young aspen trees grew there . They stood in thin gray rows and the rain fell on them in thin gray streaks . The sky would ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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