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On rainy afternoons, embroidering with a group of friends on the begonia porch, she would lose the thread of the conversation and a tear of nostalgia would salt her palate when she saw the strips of damp earth and the piles of mud that the earthworms had pushed up in the garden.
— One Hundred Years of Solitude (book) by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Language: English
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