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“Come along, our Matvevna!” he said to himself. “Matvevna” was the name his fancy gave to the farthest gun of the battery, which was large and of an old pattern. The French swarming round their guns seemed to him like ants. In that world, the handsome drunkard Number One of the second gun’s crew was “uncle”;

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Белый Аистъ Летитъ

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Земфа, Сашуа Белый

Автор: Сергей Жгун (zhgun)

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