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And it was snowing in the yard, fine but thick. He already
piled on a porch and hung down in heavy hats
from a roof, from platbands of windows. Whole moomin house soon
was supposed to turn into a solid puffy snowdrift ...
"The wizard's hat." Tove Jansson. I was still in school at the time. And in the same class with me ...
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piled on a porch and hung down in heavy hats
from a roof, from platbands of windows. Whole moomin house soon
was supposed to turn into a solid puffy snowdrift ...
"The wizard's hat." Tove Jansson. I was still in school at the time. And in the same class with me ...
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- Well, you can play something.
- Well, yes, I found a fraer to play with you,
you have eight aces in the deck.
The film "Gentlemen of Fortune." Almost over.
One day, walking through the woods, I wandered into his remote corner. There was an abandoned house, all overgrown with nettles. But I found ...
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- Well, yes, I found a fraer to play with you,
you have eight aces in the deck.
The film "Gentlemen of Fortune." Almost over.
One day, walking through the woods, I wandered into his remote corner. There was an abandoned house, all overgrown with nettles. But I found ...
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Don't hate the player - hate the game!
Booker T.
Instead of entry.
In this work it is necessary to make an introduction, since you, the reader, can not understand what it is about, and for what, and who is who. First, I want to immediately say that it was not me who invented it all. This story is compiled on scraps ...
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Booker T.
Instead of entry.
In this work it is necessary to make an introduction, since you, the reader, can not understand what it is about, and for what, and who is who. First, I want to immediately say that it was not me who invented it all. This story is compiled on scraps ...
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Her name was Luba ...
He met her in the park, when the dank autumn tore off the last clothes from the unfortunate trees, and poured rain on them in plenty. Here and then drizzle, something nasty, cold ...
He drank beer, grimacing after every sip - his throat ached, and beer, as luck would have it, was cold ...
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He met her in the park, when the dank autumn tore off the last clothes from the unfortunate trees, and poured rain on them in plenty. Here and then drizzle, something nasty, cold ...
He drank beer, grimacing after every sip - his throat ached, and beer, as luck would have it, was cold ...
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You are not a Jew, - he spoke with a strong Ukrainian accent on the wrong language - a mixture of Russian and Ukrainian words, - but you are no better than a Jew. And as the battle ends, I will hand you over to a military court.
Bulgakov M. A. “I killed”
Today, the Jewish suburb of Lviv is literally agitated.
- Sophie ...
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Bulgakov M. A. “I killed”
Today, the Jewish suburb of Lviv is literally agitated.
- Sophie ...
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