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 | | Then, if ever the question of a new school, a paved road or some similar undertaking was raised, they would shout it down with their usual "resolution" of: "No need for it!" Slush and mud were ankle-deep on the streets. |
 | | And then the overgrown sons of the wild and carefree steppes, these huge, bold savages from the farms, were forcibly driven into the classrooms of Pokrovsk Boys School, had their hair cropped close, their names entered in the Ledger and their bodies stuffed into the school uniform. |
 | | His fame was widespread, and his place in the annals of Pokrovsk was as honourable as that of Lake Sapsayevo, still the best swamp in the area, or Lazar, the best of the cabbies, who is still hale and hearty, or the granary fire, surely the best of all fires. |
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