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War and Peace - Tolstoy, Leo, graf ยท 66 words
She sat down at the table and listened to the conversation between the elders and Nicholas, who had also come to the table. My God, my God. The same faces, the same talk, Papa holding his cup and blowing in the same way. thought Natsha, feeling with horror a sense of repulsion rising up in her for the whole household, because they were always the same.
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