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But on that sunlit Sunday, Alexander knew nothing, thought nothing, imagined nothing. He forgot Dimitri and war and the Soviet Union and escape plans, and even America, and crossed the street for Tatiana Metanova.

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Paullina Simons
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: January 1
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St. Petersburg
Nothing
Unions
Alexander
Even
Street
Crossed
Streets
Forgot
Plans
Imagined
Knew
Soviet
War
Sunday
Thought
Union
America
Escape
Sunlit

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