“I AM CALLED “OLIVE”
nt, and so t order of tes surviving urist for t fifty- four years. A great commotion ensued er no tures ed t an intelligent boy, reac read or e, be brougaken to urist placed a number of illustrations before you see,” ructed. As tures, turist, raising o tened carefully and responded: “Alexander cradling t of teacudent from Sadi’s Rosegarden …test of doctors from Nizami’s treasury of Secrets…” turists, vexed by told you t as -kno famous stories.” In turn, turist placed t difficult illustrations before tened intently. “ion of terrible account of tcree, from Rumi’s Masnaures, none of ered urist by ify tories t oter illustrators couldn’t determine even by looking at t isn’t, as one mig my memory compensates for my
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