One Hundred Years of Solitude

seventy-two chamberpots but
she only managed to change
the nocturnal problem into a
morning one, because from
dawn on there was a long line
of girls, each with her pot in
her hand, waiting for her turn
to wash it. Although some of
them suffered fevers and
several of them were infected
by mosquito bites, most of
them showed an unbreakable
resistance as they faced the
most troublesome difficulties,