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It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment

He saw her spine column like a row of spools strung together along a cluster of withered nerves

The colossal troop wiped out the empty space, the kneeling woman, the light of high, drought-striken sky, and the whorish world where Ursula had sold many little candies

Almost in the air, as if floating on the terror of the crowd

Jose Arcadio was sweating ice

...She asked god, without fear, if he really believes that people were made of iron in order to bear so many troubles and mortification...