One Hundred Years of Solitude

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womans full head of hair held
at the neck with a comb and
on his neck a chain with a
small gold fish. When he
turned him over with the tip
of his boot and put the light
on his face, the captain was
perplexed. Jesus Christ, he
exclaimed. Other officers
came over.


Look where this fellow
turned up, the captain said. Its
Gregorio Stevenson.

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