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Maksim Gorky
Maksim Gorky (1868–1936) was a Russian writer and political activist, best known for his influence on socialist realism and his support for the Bolshevik cause. He authored several iconic works, including "Mother" and "The Lower Depths," which portrayed the struggles of the working class and the poor in Russian society. Gorky's experiences growing up in poverty greatly shaped his literary voice, emphasizing social justice and human dignity. Despite tensions with the Soviet regime, he was a central figure in Russian literature and culture during the early 20th century.
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THE BIRTH OF A MAN The year was the year '92—the year of leanness—the scene a spot between Sukhum and Otchenchiri, on the river Kodor, a spot so near to the sea that amid the joyous babble of a sparkling rivulet the ocean's deep-voiced thunder was plainly distinguishable. Also, the season being autumn, leaves of wild laurel were glistening and gyrating on the white foam of the Kodor like...
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CHAPTER I Every day the factory whistle bellowed forth its shrill, roaring, trembling noises into the smoke-begrimed and greasy atmosphere of the workingmen's suburb; and obedient to the summons of the power of steam, people poured out of little gray houses into the street. With somber faces they hastened forward like frightened roaches, their muscles stiff from insufficient sleep. In the chill...
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