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“Имаше широки рамене и неравна крачка и зад гърба си влачеше сянката пълна с камъни. Изобщо него повече го помнеха, отколкото го обичаха. Градът беше ням, слюден от жега и нито следа от милост в небето.”

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Пътуване по посока на сянката

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