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| ΠΠ·Π΄Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎ | |
|---|---|
| Π‘ΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ | 566 |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄, ΡΠΈΡΠ°ΠΆ | 2013 |
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0ΠΠΏΠΈΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΠ΅ ΠΈ Ρ Π°ΡΠ°ΠΊΡΠ΅ΡΠΈΡΡΠΈΠΊΠΈ
Nineteenth-century Europe abounds with conspiracy both ghastly and mysterious. Jesuits plot against Freemasons. Italian priests are strangled with their own intestines. French criminals plan bombings by day and celebrate black masses by night. Every nation has its own secret service, perpetrating forgeries, plots, and massacres.
But what if, behind all of these conspiracies, lay just one man?
But what if, behind all of these conspiracies, lay just one man?
| ΠΠΎΠ΄ | 2873289 |
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| ΠΠ·Π΄Π°ΡΠ΅Π»ΡΡΡΠ²ΠΎ | |
| ΠΠ²ΡΠΎΡ | |
| ΠΠΎΠ»-Π²ΠΎ ΡΡΡΠ°Π½ΠΈΡ | 566 |
| ΠΠΎΠ΄ ΠΈΠ·Π΄Π°Π½ΠΈΡ | 2013 |
| Π Π°Π·Π΄Π΅Π» | ΠΠ»Π°ΡΡΠΈΡΠ΅ΡΠΊΠ°Ρ ΠΏΡΠΎΠ·Π° Π½Π° Π°Π½Π³Π»ΠΈΠΉΡΠΊΠΎΠΌ |
| Π Π°Π·ΠΌΠ΅ΡΡ | 3 ΡΠΌ Γ 11 ΡΠΌ Γ 17.7 ΡΠΌ |
| ΠΠ΅Ρ | 0.32 ΠΊΠ³ |