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Poor unfortunate people-savages |
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I sit in an internal court yard of the Bakhchsarai palace. Crowds of tourists are around trambled down.
They listen to guides, are photographed on a background of minarets and recklessly drink from a fountain. Two weddings have past defiled one for another: human and dog. From a minaret someone was started singing by "Allah Akbar". The life goes the turn, everyone knows the role and is excellent(different) with it(her) consults. For a second harmony of resort evening has been disturbed - there has past passed(there has past taken place) the woman who silently whispered " Poor, poor people. Lived in such luxury, and freedom had no ". Its(Her) words have abated, and daily vanity of a resort museum has continued the feast. |
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