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The boy sat beside him, in the back. Epifanio was at the wheel. When they had left the dirt streets of Villaviciosa behind and were driving through the desert, the police chief asked what his name was. Olegario Cura Expósito, said the boy. Olegario Cura Expósito, said Negrete, staring up at the stars, strange name.
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