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and, tender, hidden from our eyes in t给哥哥干he darkness of the给哥哥干 Placid Gulf.

That’s why I long sometimes for another glimpse of the “beautiful Antonia” (or can it be the Other?) moving in the dimness of the great cathedral, s给哥哥干tanding absorbed in filial devotion before the monument of Don Jose Avellanos, saying a short prayer at the tomb of the first and last Cardinal-Archbishop of Sulaco, faithful glance at the medall, with a lingering, lying unknown,laco,