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Yazar: Fyodor Dostoevsky

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Even as it was, everyone he met seemed to stare and look round,
as if they had nothing to do but to watch him. "Why is it, or can
it be my fancy?" he thought.
At last the thought struck him that it might be better to go to
the Neva. There were not so many people there, he would be less
observed, and it would be more convenient in every way, above all
it was further off. He wondered how he could have been wandering
for a good half-hour, worried and anxious in this dangerous past
without thinking of it before. And that half-hour he had lost
over an irrational plan, simply because he had thought of it in
delirium! He had become extremely absent and forgetful and he was
aware of it. He certainly must make haste.

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