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I found this story on a side resource. I liked him. I decided that you, the reader, might like it. The author is Oleg Boltogaev.
Chapter 1
On the one hand, everything seemed to be clear, on the other - I wanted to know more.
Sasha thought. Who to ask, who to consult, what to read?
He suddenly felt how superficial and shallow his knowledge.
"Study, study and study again!"...
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Chapter 1
On the one hand, everything seemed to be clear, on the other - I wanted to know more.
Sasha thought. Who to ask, who to consult, what to read?
He suddenly felt how superficial and shallow his knowledge.
"Study, study and study again!"...
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Boundless ocean
1 series
Already a day I chatted over the endless expanse of the ocean. Thanks to the life jacket for not drowning. Whole day among the wreckage in the middle of the ocean. Around one water and kilometers underfoot, to the bottom. I am completely alone and no one around. Alone in the middle of the Pacific.
I do not remember how I found myself in the water. Probably swallowed smoke and lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes, there was water around. And no one except me.
All because of the fire on the ship. It happened exactly at ...
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1 series
Already a day I chatted over the endless expanse of the ocean. Thanks to the life jacket for not drowning. Whole day among the wreckage in the middle of the ocean. Around one water and kilometers underfoot, to the bottom. I am completely alone and no one around. Alone in the middle of the Pacific.
I do not remember how I found myself in the water. Probably swallowed smoke and lost consciousness. When I opened my eyes, there was water around. And no one except me.
All because of the fire on the ship. It happened exactly at ...
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1540, England, Duke Suffolk Castle
The servants lurked, frightened glances at the cabinet doors, from which came the terrible screams of two men. They had been shouting at each other for now, like two rams colliding on the same bridge. There was a crash of a shattered vase and its fragments scattered across the floor.
Charles Brandon, 1st Duke of Suffolk - the favorite and son-in-law of the English King Henry VIII Tudor, sighed heavily, shaking his head wearily. His face, covered with fine wrinkles, was ...
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The servants lurked, frightened glances at the cabinet doors, from which came the terrible screams of two men. They had been shouting at each other for now, like two rams colliding on the same bridge. There was a crash of a shattered vase and its fragments scattered across the floor.
Charles Brandon, 1st Duke of Suffolk - the favorite and son-in-law of the English King Henry VIII Tudor, sighed heavily, shaking his head wearily. His face, covered with fine wrinkles, was ...
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Prologue
“And she is strong,” whispered a fifteen-year-old Els, looking at how another rebellious woman was being beaten.
Restive women Elsam rarely come across. This is due to the fact that girls have become very accessible. Sex on every corner. But if everything came across the obstinate ...
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“And she is strong,” whispered a fifteen-year-old Els, looking at how another rebellious woman was being beaten.
Restive women Elsam rarely come across. This is due to the fact that girls have become very accessible. Sex on every corner. But if everything came across the obstinate ...
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Have you ever returned to your hometown, which has not been for four years?
You go on it like the first time. With each step, remembering some little things, cases, details. Learning something, getting to know something again. And thinking to myself: how to live now, after what happened? ...
The feeling of a small "cinema" gradually receded, although it was strong.Recognized buildings, shops, trees, and even people, people, too, little by little recognized.
Kapitolina Vetkina walked through her hometown as if by scenery. Like...
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You go on it like the first time. With each step, remembering some little things, cases, details. Learning something, getting to know something again. And thinking to myself: how to live now, after what happened? ...
The feeling of a small "cinema" gradually receded, although it was strong.Recognized buildings, shops, trees, and even people, people, too, little by little recognized.
Kapitolina Vetkina walked through her hometown as if by scenery. Like...
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Chapter 1
On this Saturday evening of November 1908, Olga stood by the window and looked at the autumn street lit by lanterns. It was late at night, but she didn't want to sleep. In general, her soul was disgusting, she was keenly aware of her loneliness. Her father, an official of the Kiev office ...
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On this Saturday evening of November 1908, Olga stood by the window and looked at the autumn street lit by lanterns. It was late at night, but she didn't want to sleep. In general, her soul was disgusting, she was keenly aware of her loneliness. Her father, an official of the Kiev office ...
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At school, I was, as they say, the black sheep. Classmates envied my beauty and said various nasty things about me behind my back. Some called me "stupid nun", others "two-faced bitch." How, and those and others were wrong and were wrong! Of course, I condemned my classmates, who wandered through the cheap taverns and one-room apartments of their beggars. I didn’t understand how to value myself so cheaply and not respect what nature gave us as a gift. Because of my high moral principles, I had no friends at school, I was terribly lonely, but I believed in myself and continued to wait for my prince, who was supposed to take me to a beautiful country of love.
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Ksyushka came on her first Student Day in a festive mood. And the point was not that she was now a student and now lives in St. Petersburg, but that she was very pleased with herself today. Looking at herself in the mirror this morning, Ksyushka experienced real pleasure and excitement. She put on a new dress for the holiday, emphasizing the beauty of her figures, adjusted her new hairstyle and once again was glad that she had changed her glasses to lenses. Now her eyes were so big ...
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