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A mighty gust of a cruel wind slid down from Mount Carmel toward the street.
After having flooded its lights, its tumult and the aromas emanating from its restaurants, it continued making its way to…
She heard a sudden loud squeaking, so she raised her head. Seeing the cart she let out a happy shout: “A troupe!”
Her mother came out from the kitchen and looked through the window. “A fat lot of good…
He came across the meadows towards the sunset, his upturned face pushed forwards catching the light, and glowing also with another radiance than the rich, reflected glory of the heavens.
A curious…
“The tragic element in Shostakovich’s worldview” is the subject of longstanding debate. Was it a prophetic dream of Soviet Jewry, the spirit of which weighed on Shostakovich even in his youth? His…