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For a week, almost without speaking, they went ahead like sleepwalkers through a universe of grief, lighted only by the tenuous reflection of luminous insects, and their lungs were overwhelmed by a suffocating smell of blood.
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One Hundred Years of Solitude
(book)
by Gabriel Garcia Marquez
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