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. " But meeting Chopin's cold, restrained stare, he quickly pretended to be preoccupied and headed for the exit. "Ask them where
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. "She only has her grandmother," replied a hefty OMON trooper of around forty with the classic look of a company first sergeant.Chopin was sitting on the porch of a two-story field hospital. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. And that their commander's lips were trembling - a commander who had clearly "been around" and routinely looked so bold and energetic. "Hey! And just where do you thing you're going? Go back!" .
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"Oh, look, Grandma, a string!" .
A Ural truck and the escorts' BTR were waiting for them on the road, across from the site of the incident. "Why the hell did she crawl out there? Look, one "Mines!" warning sign is posted there, and out further is another.
. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. "She said, `Grandma, there's a string!' Oh, what an old fool I am! What have I done
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