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Chekhov, 1888

Chekhov, 1888

The host invited me to tea. I sat down at the table and looked at the face of the girl who handed me the cup, and suddenly I felt as if a wind had blown through my soul, blowing away all the impressions, worries and dust of the day in my soul.