One Hundred Years of Solitude

invented to stay closed and
that curiosity for what was
going on in the street was a
matter for harlots. Yet she
was the first one to look out
when they were told that the
funeral procession for
Colonel Gerineldo Márquez
was passing by and even
though she only watched it
through the half-opened
window it left her in such a
state of affliction that for a
long time she repented in her