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Notes from the Underground - Dostoyevsky, Fyodor ยท 72 words
I walked rapidly through the dark shop into the familiar drawing room, where there was only one candle burning, and stood still in amazement. there was no one there. Where are they. I asked somebody. But by now, of course, they had separated. Before me was standing a person with a stupid smile, the madam herself, who had seen me before. A minute later a door opened and another person came in.
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