excerpt from 'Sergey Prokofiev diaries: 1 June 1914' pp. 692 (47 words)
excerpt from 'Sergey Prokofiev diaries: 1 June 1914' pp. 692 (47 words)
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I hurried back on deck and started scribbling a postcard to Mama, but had no time to write more than the address. The hooter hooted, the passengers waved their handerchiefs, a group of country schoolmistresses on an excursion sang a psalm, and we slowly got under way. |
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