corsets she had on and there
she was, changed into
practically nothing. She was a
languid little frog, with
incipient breasts and legs so
thin that they did not even
match the size of José
Arcadios arms, but she had a
decision and a warmth that
compensated for her fragility.
Nevertheless, José Arcadio
could not respond to her
because they were in a kind
of public tent where the
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