One Hundred Years of Solitude

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perplexed eyes of the man
being shot, who stood erect
while his shirt became soaked
with blood, and who was still
smiling even when they
untied him from the post and
put him in a box filled with
quicklime. Hes alive, he
thought. Theyre going to bury
him alive. It made such an
impression on him that from
then on he detested military
practices and war, not
because of the executions but

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