One Hundred Years of Solitude

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He could not find the
basket. At first he felt an
outburst of joy, thinking that
Amaranta Úrsula had
awakened from death to take
care of the child. But her
corpse was a pile of stones
under the blanket. Aware that
when he arrived he had found
the -door to the bedroom
open, Aureliano went across
the porch which was
saturated with the morning
sighs of oregano and looked

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