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In the slut, Grishka lived, there were books - dirty shaggy, torn, humpbacked, without end and without beginning.Rings-how I was washed, on the sheets of Karakuli.Books cried loudly: [postcard] / Friedman I. (artist).- L.: Izogiz, 1956. -.Electronic copy source: PB
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Publisher | Л.: ИЗОГИЗ |
