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Nashe serdtse b'etsia za vsekh [Our Heart Beats for Everyone]
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Northern Europe, late 2020s. Russia, engulfed in civil war, continues to send refugees. Former employees of Russia's main propaganda factory and people who suffered because of them are fleeing the new 'Moscow government' and militia gangs. New migrants are predictably not welcome abroad, and some of them are being hunted down. Prose writer and journalist Konstantin Zarubin (Tales of L-skikh Writers) worked on this novel from 2017 to 2019, thinking he was writing satire.
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Northern Europe, late 2020s. Russia, engulfed in civil war, continues to send refugees. Former employees of Russia's main propaganda factory and people who suffered because of them are fleeing the new 'Moscow government' and militia gangs. New migrants are predictably not welcome abroad, and some of them are being hunted down. Prose writer and journalist Konstantin Zarubin (Tales of L-skikh Writers) worked on this novel from 2017 to 2019, thinking he was writing satire.
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Zarubin Konstantin
Wydawnictwo
Medusa Project
ISBN
9789934921674
Format
Paperback
Year Published
2024
Strony
274
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Northern Europe, late 2020s. Russia, engulfed in civil war, continues to send refugees. Former employees of Russia's main propaganda factory and people who suffered because of them are fleeing the new 'Moscow government' and militia gangs. New migrants are predictably not welcome abroad, and some of them are being hunted down. Prose writer and journalist Konstantin Zarubin (Tales of L-skikh Writers) worked on this novel from 2017 to 2019, thinking he was writing satire.