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"It's okay. . ."That's good - a little girl shouldn't have scars, especially on her chest. .
Chopin clutched her to his breast and stroked her hair, saying, "I'm sorry, but I didn't know. "Escorts - onto the Ural. Look, the old woman is still moving, sort-of. She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. Cut her stomach all apart. . And you're a real human being. Squatting in a group by the BTR, his troops talked in hushed voices and passed around the last cigarette from a pack that they had crumpled and thrown away. He hurtled across the killing field, holding the girl to his breast, panting and whispering in her ear: .
. "You look lovely. . "It's okay. "She must be 100 years old, if a day, and probably can't see a damned thing, the blind old fool.
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It's not too serious, but there may be pulmonary bleeding," Aibolit told the commander, as he finished bandaging the girl. 1 OZM - an antipersonnel fragmentation mine of the "bouncing Betty" type . " . As if to answer him, mortars began to thump somewhere beyond Grozniy's air-port, filling the air with their deadly rustle and nauseating, heart-rending wail. Around two hundred meters from the commandant's office
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She was astonishingly attractive but had a tired, sullen face. And don't be such a bonehead!" .
Have you come for something?" She made an attempt to smile and wiped away what remained of her tears with the palm of her hand. "What do you want me to do - cart this stuff back home? Right, and now. He fixed his eyes on something distant above the heads of his men, but without really seeing it. She could hardly pass by a single flower that caught her fancy without stooping over to pick it.
But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too. The weak-sighted old woman bent over sideways, trying to make out what her granddaughter had seen, and at just that moment heard someone shouting from the guard posts outside the commandant's office, nearly unseen behind mounds of trash. . But then Mikhalych, our chief doctor, got rid of him, saying: `I can find other physicians, but they should be human beings too.
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