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straggleN who, clavarly enough, waited to avoid the ruah.
Wake me early, mother, for I'm to be first in the registration line ... ah, yes, registration-the students' undoing ... couldn't freely inhale that fresh Moscow air until it was over ... chalked up a cozy year-round enrollment of 3,114 ... the long lines grew shorter second semester, 'cause we had a kind of leisurely attitude toward the whole thing ... some say it was post-final mental fatigue .. . anyway, rejoice, children, for it's a part of your past now ... come to think of it, it's part of your future, too.
NUMBER 20841 gets a personal photogr•ph for her activity card.
A SMILE OR A SIGH for those ominous eight o'clocka.
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