
Piece 01
Zagagulyn
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“His rough black hair stands on end, giving him a mean, underworldly look.”

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“His rough black hair stands on end, giving him a mean, underworldly look.”


“Never imagined strangling or killing her.”

“Question queued: whose fault is this?”

“Sincerely, futilely, wretchedly yours. In beating sorrow and purest grief.”

“See the mother, age sixty-four. See her daughter, age thirty.”