What a tribe you are? And is it enough to be just a human? Must you be one of a certain nation?
P.S. To all translators. The line - Kogan stared at Adam should read as Kogan stared at Joachim.
"Good day, master," said a pale dark-haired woman warmly, as she entered a dark room of a watchmaker.
It was an ordinary antiquary-workshop, which are a lot in each small town, and even if you haven't seen any of them, for sure, you've read about them in the books. Here, as usual, daylight penetrated a piece of glass on the door and went through the high window, but as the room was cluttered up with watches, it was still dark. Mr Mo, an owner of the shop, a surly, stocky man, actually wasn't remarkable much. The town was small, quiet, and, as often happens, people came here with some history they wanted to leave behind.
He well and cheaply repaired and sold watches, moreover, you could buy here some figurines, snuff boxes, boxes, and other stuff like that.
No one knew where Mr Mo had come from, he talked softening the hard consonants, but no one could recognise the accent.
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Author review: An awesome person, a very responsible translator. Strongly recommend. |
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