Why Belarusians do not write a novel of the twentieth century?

"Master worked in squalid konurke, so to speak, the apartment given to him of the CPC. Reminds him of this apartment camera in the bullpen, he was sitting in what in 1938. Mucky, haze, windows looking into the high walls of the black triangle." Live as a last pakidishcha "- lamented writer friends that asked him:" How are you? ". He himself came, we can say to the last frontier: aching heart, feet swollen knees. Naturally, in the bullpen put their health. Forces left it. A they were needed at least in order to use the stove, bring water, stealing

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