The Meeting
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Kumpleto Sun, May 17, 20207m
He walked boldly. But not too boldly; he didn't want to seem suspicious.
He walked a little less boldly. But not too little; he didn't want to look guilty.
He walked casually. As casual as possible, anyway. [...]
A fairly dark story about the U. S. S. R. and a young man's encounter with the secret police. Advised for young adult readers or older.
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