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tely fell silent and threw all the tools on the wall to the three of them: short whips, long whips, chains, knives, shackles—he just dumped everything he had.Oh, woe is me... When I get back, I'll hav...ices about this kind of thing now I’ve seen a lot. People around me are like that too, nameless and faceless, accompanying each other until the end of their lives, without separation, very touching.”...