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Chapter 1
The place where we are now can hardly be called “educational institution”, in the sense in which it is customary to call it. This place is the Academy of Obedience. Get here in different ways. For example, I chose the Academy instead of military service. The mustache lieutenant colonel offered me a choice ...
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The place where we are now can hardly be called “educational institution”, in the sense in which it is customary to call it. This place is the Academy of Obedience. Get here in different ways. For example, I chose the Academy instead of military service. The mustache lieutenant colonel offered me a choice ...
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After some (quite small, however, small) amount of time it seemed to me that there, on the top of the pipe that had fascinated me, they arranged the Day of the Great Excrement. The flow of shit that fell on me, mixed with urine, did not dry out, it seemed, even for a moment. I almost pierced ...
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