“Yurii had come home from the station tired. It was his day off and usually he slept enough that day to last him the nine others of the ten day week. 

He got up and went to the window. The weather was getting worse and it was growing dark in the yard. Two magpies flew in from the street and fluttered around looking for a place to settle, their feathers ruffled by the wind. 

They perched on the lid of the trash bin, flew up onto the fence, flew down to the ground and walked about the yard. 

” Magpies mean snow, ” thought the doctor. “

Chapter 13, Opposite the house of sculptures

“Toward morning Yurii woke up a second time. He had had a pleasant dream. The feeling of bliss and liberation was still with him. Again, the train was standing still, perhaps at the same station as before, possibly at another. 

The air was even more pleasant than before. It had a breath of something new in it, something that had not been there earlier, something magical, springlike, white, blackish, thin and insubstantial, like a snow flurry in May when the wet, melting flakes falling on the earth make it seem black rather than white. 

It was something transparent, blackish-white, sweet-smelling- wild cherry, Yurii decided in his sleep. “

Chapter 7 Train to the Urals

Doctor Zhivago (1957) ( published in Milan) Boris Pasternak . Dr. Zhivago was not published in Russian till 1988.

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