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... sits an Anglo - Saxon . " We remembered this at once and for all our lives . Older boys told us that Cherpunov had ... sitting on a bench which was wet with rain , and poking the ground with his cane . I took off my cap and bowed ...
... sits an Anglo - Saxon . " We remembered this at once and for all our lives . Older boys told us that Cherpunov had ... sitting on a bench which was wet with rain , and poking the ground with his cane . I took off my cap and bowed ...
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... sitting in Grandmother's wicker chair . From time to time I heard music far away , somewhere in the city . Then I put down my book and began to look at the path . It had been cut through heavy grass , and along its steep sides a small ...
... sitting in Grandmother's wicker chair . From time to time I heard music far away , somewhere in the city . Then I put down my book and began to look at the path . It had been cut through heavy grass , and along its steep sides a small ...
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... sit here all alone in the woods , as if we were in a den , and we don't understand how it is that we haven't been killed yet ... sitting and lying on the dusty ground , waiting their turn . Some of them had been waiting more than a month ...
... sit here all alone in the woods , as if we were in a den , and we don't understand how it is that we haven't been killed yet ... sitting and lying on the dusty ground , waiting their turn . Some of them had been waiting more than a month ...
Contents
The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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