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... noise . This noise made your skin turn cold and produced madness in your heart . The noise cut its way into your brain like a drill . I grew deaf and blind , and , if I could have done it , I would have destroyed that saw . It would be ...
... noise . This noise made your skin turn cold and produced madness in your heart . The noise cut its way into your brain like a drill . I grew deaf and blind , and , if I could have done it , I would have destroyed that saw . It would be ...
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... noise . I thought for a minute : what could I recite that was clear and simple ? " It's all the same , ” I thought , " whether she understands or not . " And I began to recite , in a slightly singsong voice : No , it's not you I love so ...
... noise . I thought for a minute : what could I recite that was clear and simple ? " It's all the same , ” I thought , " whether she understands or not . " And I began to recite , in a slightly singsong voice : No , it's not you I love so ...
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... noise of an artillery shell . It passed right over Moscow and we heard the sound of its explosion somewhere near the Kremlin . As if by command , all firing stopped at once . It was clear that both the Junkers and the Red Guards were ...
... noise of an artillery shell . It passed right over Moscow and we heard the sound of its explosion somewhere near the Kremlin . As if by command , all firing stopped at once . It was clear that both the Junkers and the Red Guards were ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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