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My deary friend...


From: Victory Derri
Subject: My deary friend...
Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2006 06:35:28 +0000

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'Yes,  it  was  about  ten  o'clock  in  the morning,  my  dear  Ivan
Nikolayich,' said the professor.
    The poet drew his hand across his face like a man who has just woken up
and noticed that it was now evening. The water in the pond had turned black,
a little boat was gliding  across it  and he could hear the splash of an oar
and a girl's laughter  in the boat. People  were beginning  to appear in the
avenues and were sitting on the benches on all sides of the square except on
the side where our friends were talking.
    Over Moscow it was as if the sky had blossomed : a clear, full moon had
risen, still  white  and not  yet golden. It was  much  less stuffy  and the






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