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Wherever they might be they always remember that the past was a lie, that memory has no return, that every spring gone by could never be recovered, and that the wildest and most tenacious love was an ephemeral truth in the end.
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One Hundred Years of Solitude
(book)
by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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