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Posted: Wed 6:38, 06 Apr 2011 Post subject: aabbdhrthaacjws |
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yilai:
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p to a few miles. For use away from home
e herself could not
really define and that she conceived confusedly as a progressive breakdown of time. “The years
nowadays don’t pass the way the old ones used to” she would sayfeeling that everyday reality was
slipping through her hands. In the pastshe thoughtchildren took a long time to grow up. All one
had to do was remember all the time needed for José Arcadiothe elderto go away with the gypsies
and all that happened before he came back painted like a snake and talking like an astronomerand
the things that happened in the house before Amaranta and Arcadio forgot the language of the
Indians and learned Spanish. One had to see only the days of sun and dew that poor José Arcadio
Buendía went through under the chestnut tree and all the time weeded to mourn his death before
they brought in a dying Colonel Aureliano Buendíawho after so much war and so much suffering
from it was still not fifty years of age. In other timesafter spending the whole day making candy
animalsshe had more than enough time for the childrento see from the whites of their eyes that
they needed a dose of castor oil. Nowhoweverwhen she had nothing to do and would go about
with José Arcadio riding on her hip from dawn to duskth [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]
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