It’s Tolstoy, by the way,” I say as I open the door.
He turns around. “What?”
Shut up, I tell myself. Shut up.
“The writer of Anna Karenina. Not Trotsky. Trotsky was a revolutionary who was stabbed with a
pickax in Mexico in 1940. But I can understand how the T thing could confuse you.

Autor: Melina Marchetta

It’s Tolstoy, by the way,” I say as I open the door.<br />He turns around. “What?”<br />Shut up, I tell myself. Shut up.<br />“The writer of Anna Karenina. Not Trotsky. Trotsky was a revolutionary who was stabbed with a<br />pickax in Mexico in 1940. But I can understand how the T thing could confuse you. - Melina Marchetta


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