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... l. "Tell Comrade Molotov I’m honored. And tell Stalin..."
The diplomat interrupted. "He prefers to deliver his own words."
Ribbentrop nodded. "As do we all."
They drove through the city.
Moscow looked gray and silent factories, towers, faces watching from corners.
The streets carried no joy, only caution.
From the backseat, Ribbentrop watched a group of schoolchildren cross the road, led by a soldier with a red armband.
He turned to his aid ...
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