''He used his discarded shirt to sweep the pellets into a pile near the
doors. Then he straightened the mattresses and lay back down. Rocked
gently with the motion. Stared at the holes in the sheet metal above
him. They were like a map of some distant galaxy.''
Sayfa 122 - LRS to LRF parser v.0.9; Mikhail Sharonov, 2006Kitabı okudu
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