One Hundred Years of Solitude

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morning half the town was in
the square, where Father
Nicanor chanted the gospels
in a voice that had been
lacerated by his pleading. At
the end, when the
congregation began to break
up, he raised his arms
signaling for attention.


Just a moment, he said.
Now we shall witness an
undeniable proof of the
infinite power of God.

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