Girlfriend. 5. Today, at about the stroke of eight..., by Karina McCorkle Today, at about the stroke of eight, /
Headlong down Bolshaya Lubyanka, /
Like a bullet, like a snowball, /
A sled flew past, headed somewhere.
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Today, around eight, dashing through..., by Ilya Shambat Today, around eight, dashing through /
Big Lubanka straight ahead, /
Like bullet, like snowball, /
Somewhere rushed the sled.
Already the laugh...