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It overlooked the Dnieper, it had fountains playing on its lawns, and its walls of
white and purple lilac, three times a man's height, swayed and hummed with their
multitude of bees. The parks stretched in a wide belt along the tops of the red ...
It overlooked the Dnieper, it had fountains playing on its lawns, and its walls of
white and purple lilac, three times a man's height, swayed and hummed with their
multitude of bees. The parks stretched in a wide belt along the tops of the red ...
Page 81
'Come along, we'll watch together.' 'I'm not Vitya,' I said, blushing. 'Never mind.
Come along.' I climbed on the radiator and hung my head out. We were crossing
a bridge over the Dnieper. I could see the Kiev Lavra17 against the background ...
'Come along, we'll watch together.' 'I'm not Vitya,' I said, blushing. 'Never mind.
Come along.' I climbed on the radiator and hung my head out. We were crossing
a bridge over the Dnieper. I could see the Kiev Lavra17 against the background ...
Page 202
The Inn on the Braginka The old river steamer was slowly paddling its way up the
Dnieper. It was late at night but I couldn't sleep in the airless cabin. I went on deck
. It was pitch dark. The wind, blowing out of the darkness, carried drops of rain.
The Inn on the Braginka The old river steamer was slowly paddling its way up the
Dnieper. It was late at night but I couldn't sleep in the airless cabin. I went on deck
. It was pitch dark. The wind, blowing out of the darkness, carried drops of rain.
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