One Hundred Years of Solitude

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previous day in the hope of
discovering in them some
change that would reveal the
passage of time. He spent the
whole night in bed with his
eyes open, calling to
Prudencio Aguilar, to
Melquíades, to all the dead,
so that they would share his
distress. But no one came. On
Friday. before anyone arose,
he watched the appearance of
nature again until he did not
have the slightest doubt but

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