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Always, by the time the humid, breathless, summer night lifted its veil and a quiet, rosy dawn emerged, when some glimmers of soft, opaque light began to filter through the dried muddy, dusty window…
Michael began to visit that house.
At first he did so only occasionally, but later he began to come every day, in the afternoon or early evening. At first, he intended to arrive just when…
He married Sonechka early, out of love. He loved her passionately only for the first two years. Then he lost interest but didn’t even notice it. He wasn’t thinking about love and women as a rule. He…
The terrace of the large coffee house in Berlin was almost empty, save for the occasional occupied table. The season had already turned autumnal. The weather was unpredictable, and the air carried a…
The other day I met a Jew from Shklov on Arbat Street, directly opposite the entrance to the Vakhtangov Theater, and he told me about the moon he knew in Shklov, which urged him to Moscow. The Jew was…
“Well, as you know already, the story is about Esterka, the daughter of the Jew to whom this house belongs. She was ten years old when he came here, and tall of her age, with black hair and large blue…