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... dark recesses in the building . The owner of this house , the engineer Gorodetsky , was a pas- sionate hunter . He went to hunt in Africa . It was in memory of these expeditions that he decorated his house with the stone figures of wild ...
... dark recesses in the building . The owner of this house , the engineer Gorodetsky , was a pas- sionate hunter . He went to hunt in Africa . It was in memory of these expeditions that he decorated his house with the stone figures of wild ...
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... dark tunnel . Chimes were sounding carelessly and magnificently over our heads . " But what's that ? " I asked Dima ... dark . The sleigh stopped outside a two - storied house with thick walls . We went up a curving staircase . Dima rang ...
... dark tunnel . Chimes were sounding carelessly and magnificently over our heads . " But what's that ? " I asked Dima ... dark . The sleigh stopped outside a two - storied house with thick walls . We went up a curving staircase . Dima rang ...
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... dark branches all around , with yellow flowers that could be seen even in the dark . There was a smell of heated mussel shells and broiled mackerel - the nurses were cooking near the house on an open fire . I went down to the sea ...
... dark branches all around , with yellow flowers that could be seen even in the dark . There was a smell of heated mussel shells and broiled mackerel - the nurses were cooking near the house on an open fire . I went down to the sea ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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