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They exchange all kinds of lewd remarks, thus mocking the prisoners who are at the height of despair. They pretend not to hear the groans and shouts of agony from the ‘goods’ they are transporting and which they call ‘herring.’ After the locomotive refills with water and coal, the train sets off. And so it happens again, at every stop. Withdrawn in their compartments, the soldiers eat herrings, olives and even Manchurian caviar.

Spovedanie la Tanacu
Atunci i-am ars două palme
Viata lui Kostas Venetis
Raiul gainilor
Negru si rosu
Sertarele exilului. Dialog cu Leon Volovici
Demonii vintului
parteneri parteneri parteneri parteneri

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