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Da Silva stopped scratching the dog's ears and it pushed its nose into his hand to make him continue . He stood at the wheel and stared ahead . The dog whined softly , and he looked down at it . With Natalia's death , he felt himself ...
Da Silva stopped scratching the dog's ears and it pushed its nose into his hand to make him continue . He stood at the wheel and stared ahead . The dog whined softly , and he looked down at it . With Natalia's death , he felt himself ...
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A few miles out we stopped outside what looked like the entrance to a tea - garden . " What's this ? " I asked . " Dr Nagy's farm . " " What do I see here ? " " Animals . " " Wild animals ? " " No , sir , not wild animals .
A few miles out we stopped outside what looked like the entrance to a tea - garden . " What's this ? " I asked . " Dr Nagy's farm . " " What do I see here ? " " Animals . " " Wild animals ? " " No , sir , not wild animals .
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We stopped abruptly as a sudden reminder of nearly - forgotten civilisation leaped into view before us . Tangled beams and girders of rusted iron , criss - crossed logs , a handful of ruined huts were the only outward manifestations of ...
We stopped abruptly as a sudden reminder of nearly - forgotten civilisation leaped into view before us . Tangled beams and girders of rusted iron , criss - crossed logs , a handful of ruined huts were the only outward manifestations of ...
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